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你好! 我是Lirkit !

我尝试了很多方法来记忆英语单词,最后找到了对我来说最有效的一种!

我们一生中听过的所有歌曲的歌词都已记在我们的记忆中。我们根本没有注意到他们,但我们都已经听到了!

我注意到,当你从一首以前听过的歌曲中学习一个新单词时,你已经永远知道这个单词的翻译,并且永远不会忘记它!

我想把这个方法分享给大家。所以,方案如下。

我们找到我们已经听过的歌曲。

我们添加了其中所有不熟悉的单词。

我们通过了记忆游戏的迷你测试。完毕

现在您已经认识了很多单词,您很快就会了解整个语言!

我打赌你会惊讶于这种方法的有效性!)

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Too $hort

Don't Shoot

 

Don't Shoot

(专辑: The Pimp Tape - 2018)


[ScHoolboy Q:]
The world don't love us and the hood be hating
Destroy the minds of the kids we raising
Babies having and killing babies
The cops patrol daily when they made me
This lil nigga drive Mercedes, huh
They wanna take my fingerprint even though my license be straight
They think it's fake, my name regis-straight
They want me riled up and catch a case
Said I resisted to a heavyweight
And said I attacked 'em when I get shattered face
Bruh I'm just tryna feed my daughter eggs
Working late at 12 hour rate
Nigga gotta escape
I'm shaking this place, no matter how many damn L's I take
Or F's I get, we strive for excellence
The cops supposed to protect the streets, but who protecting us from them?
My pen got me above the rim
Black creative mind jumping out the gym
Life flashed cause your Dayton don't spin
Hands up, 'fore they take one out again

Hey now, don't shoot
Hands up, don't shoot
Too drunk, don't shot
Headshot, don't shoot
What you really know about the people?
You don't really know about the people
You don't even know what make the pain go away
No, you don't really understand the peaceful
You can't even figure how to see folk
Can you even feel what we say?

[Too $hort:]
You motherfuckers want some
Everywhere I go they banging
Where you from? What you claimin'?
Bitch ass nigga, you wish you could
Throw your set up in the air and bang your hood
You from the ghetto, they don't know you on my turf
Bang right now, get your bitch ass murked
In the club turning up, better not throw it up
Gang politics bout to get you fucked up
Always twisting up your fingers
Lil homie right behind you, he a real gang banger
No tattoo tears but he a hitter
You just a tough motherfucker on Twitter
Don't get caught up in the crossfire, nigga
You throwing signs up, he got his hand on the trigger
You on your phone 'bout to lose your life to a shooter
Get killed for some shit that you typed on a computer, bitch!

Hey now, don't shoot
Hands up, don't shoot
Too drunk, don't shot
Headshot, don't shoot
What you really know about the people?
You don't really know about the people
You don't even know what make the pain go away
No, you don't really understand the peaceful
You can't even figure how to see folk
Can you even feel what we say?

[Joyner Lucas:]
I used to wake up in the morning, had to work and catch the bus
Just me and my sister, no one sitting next to us
I was dropping music but I couldn't catch a buzz
Used to do it cause I need it now I do it just because
This is my director's cut, Tarantino
I need you to point me to the plug, Al Pacino
I don't trust you suckers with your hobbies, that ain't me though
Bunch of undercovers, y'all some Bobby Valentino
This that East Coast, this that heat though, this that kilo
This that Migos, Bad and Boujee shit, that freak show
This that peep hole, I see through y'all, this that repo
Take your bitch and play some Keno
I'm a hero, Captain Save-A-Hoe in Speedo's
I speed through y'all, this that speed boat, I found Nemo
Hope if they shoot me they ready to kill
They doing life and they ready to squeal
Bitch I'm the devil, you're not on my level
And you 'bout to find out if heaven is real
I know y'all dead shot got roaming the plastic
Get left in the grass when I run through your field
What they gone do, put them heaters on you
Niggas screaming "Don't shoot" when we all in your grill
(Joyner, Joyner)

Hey now, don't shoot
Hands up, don't shoot
Too drunk, don't shot
Headshot, don't shoot
What you really know about the people?
You don't really know about the people
You don't even know what make the pain go away
No, you don't really understand the peaceful
You can't even figure how to see folk
Can you even feel what we say?

完毕

你已经把这首歌里所有不熟悉的词添加了吗?