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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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(专辑: Pray For Paris - 2020)


[Billie Essco:]
Look, I swear Paris will be prayed for (Prayed for)
Unreleased Off-White to the ankles (Ankles)
Ayy, I'm in them places that you can't go (That you can't go)
Don C, Nigo, in the same row (The same row)
Ayy, I swear Paris will be prayed for
I need Casablanca by the caseload (Caseload)
Silks with the oranges and the mangoes (Mangoes)
I'm a model now, baby, got the face for it (Face for it)
Ayy, I swear Paris will be prayed for

[Westside Gunn:]
Ayo, I'm rocking old Nashes, on the runway in my coke fashion
Anybody move, we toe-tagging (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
My 327s was blessings, leather Vuitton vests-es
Keep a loaded firearm in Mercedes armrests, Lord stressing (Skrt)
22 with greys, 25, left in a cage
I told him hold your head, it's worse in a grave
I threw coke in the pot, watched it bloom residue and consume
He started waving, had a lighter and dope spoon
A nigga'll try to kill you for your recipe
My shooter nasal drip flowing heavily, ducking my third felony (Ah)
Take his shine, two for five, me and mines
Running from suit and ties, you say you the flyest then who am I?
Balenciaga with the heel, lemonade a popular drink still
VLONE jean jacket rocking, so be real (Ah)
Over pots, I'm too exquisite
On the dancefloor tryna finger fuck on every visit
Some niggas'll never risk it, hopping in BMs
I'm proud of my position (Skrt), they never had a pot to piss in
Body parts on Cavalli dishes
On Mulholland in the drop Porsche wilding, my loafers crocodile
Styling, I be having greater visions (Ah), you can tell by the way I whip it
You getting money, then the haters with it
It ain't dry, I told 'em wait a minute (Ah)
Praise both for the way I did it

[Billie Essco:]
I swear Paris will be prayed for (Prayed for)
Unreleased Off-White to the ankles (Ankles)
Ayy, I'm in them places that you can't go (That you can't go)
Don C, Nigo, in the same row (The same row)
Ayy, I swear Paris will be prayed for
I need Casablanca by the caseload (Caseload, Badmon)
Silks with the oranges and the mangoes (Mangoes)
I'm a model now, baby, got the face for it (Face for it)
Ayy, I swear Paris will be prayed for

[Joey Bada$$:]
I'm from the era of hard knocks and quiet storms (Shh)
Rap songs about crack rocks and firearms (Brr, bah, brrah, bah, bah)
In the stash spot on some Money Mitch shit (Woo)
Adjust the AC, conceal the biscuit (Yeah)
It's your life, you can choose to risk it if you wanna
These niggas don't want smoke, they want some marijuana (Yeah)
I used to get kicked out of class just for my aroma
I went to school high, forgot to pick up my diploma (I was high)
That's way back when we used to cypher Arizonas (Uh huh)
Now I'm in that Maybach, I'm with Puff and Hova (Facts, woo, woo)
We bending corners in the six-deuce
Talk about last night's ten thousand dollar bottles of Patron, sip it like it's juice, homie
How can I lose? The shit these niggas'll do to be in my shoes
I'm done playing by rules
Learned from OGs, I'm retiring the jewels
Everything is plain jane, different day, the same thing
I mean, it's usual
Everything that's new to you be the type of shit I'm used to
I could give a fuck about the haters, shit, I'm used to 'em
If it's fuck me, then know the feelings is mutual (Bitch)

[Billie Essco:]
I swear Paris will be prayed for (Prayed for)
Unreleased Off-White to the ankles (Ankles)
Ayy, I'm in them places that you can't go (That you can't go)
Don C, Nigo, in the same row (The same row)
Ayy, I swear Paris will be prayed for
I need Casablanca by the caseload (Caseload)
Silks with the oranges and the mangoes (Mangoes,)
I'm a model now, baby, got the face for it (Face for it)
Ayy, I swear Paris will be prayed for

[Tyler, The Creator:]
If you feeling good
Everybody say yeah, yeah (Oh, oh, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Feeling good)
Yeah, yeah (I'm on my Gunn shit)

Bitch, I'm all that, all that, Kenan, Kel (Kel, uh)
When I walk in, niggas ring the, ring the bells (Bells)
Roses at my feet, niggas kneel, bitches yell
Glitter on my neck match the glitter on my fingernails
Niggas always got something to say, well fuck 'em
Same guys was mighty 'til they got to ducking (Phew, phew, phew, phew, phew)
We got the pucks and we chucking, they playing chicken and clucking (Cluck, cluck, cluck)
I'm Colonel Sanders to you motherfuckers
Niggas trash and we dumping (Uh), I been rapping and fucking (Yup)
He 6'5", I'm a munchkin, and we speed to the disco (Dance)
This car came with a driver, I'm in the back playing "Frontin'"
I ain't crying, the wind is flying, stop making assumptions
I ain't lying or nothing, yes, I'm is, I'm so happy
I turn nothing to something, my skin glowing, my hair nappy (Yeah, yeah)
My health good, my mama good, my niggas too
And they only wanna have good times like Josh Safdie
We eat good, long way from Maccas burgers
Long way from that Metro bus taxi service
Long way, loco gangs tried to taxiderm' it (Where you from, nigga?)
We would run until our motherfucking backs was burning, uh
But anyway, the shorts short and the socks high
And the emeralds shining, them GQs and them pot pies (Bling)
And I spy with my private eye that you tried
You cannot pull this look off, nigga, you not I

[Billie Essco:]
I swear Paris will be prayed for (Prayed for)
Unreleased Off-White to the ankles (Ankles)
Ayy, I'm in them places that you can't go (That you can't go)
Don C, Nigo, in the same row (The same row)
Ayy, I swear Paris will be prayed for
I need Casablanca by the caseload (Caseload)
Silks with the oranges and the mangoes (Mangoes)
I'm a model now, baby, got the face for it (Face for it)
Ayy, I swear Paris will be prayed for (Prayed for)

完毕

你已经把这首歌里所有不熟悉的词添加了吗?