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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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Benny The Butcher

Fat Dom

 

Fat Dom

(专辑: Butcher On Steroids - 2017)


Uhh, Benny
Steroids, nigga
Ayo Green, this shit make me feel
This shit me feel way bigger than all the rest of these niggas
Yo, uhh...

Butcher, look
Guess who back like I left something
Top drawer full of dirty money, just hundreds
These rap niggas funny, most of 'em slept, fuck it
They ain't think I'd be a threat by the time of our next run-in (yeah)
For that spread I was hard head
I went all in just to put bread in my moms hand
We street niggas, did business with pot scrapers
And learnt tips from politicking with stock traders
How they sucker niggas gon' hate on what God gave us? (how?)
From the first floor of the P's to skyscrapers
You give a nigga game you figure he might manage
Play the cards they dealt me to my advantage like Gambit
But nah, I ain't have an easy life
I couldn't sleep at night, my nigga, I put that on them Yeezy stripes
I used to get the block completely white
Crazy how the kids learn to tweet and type before they learn to read and write
Uhh, only the game choose who die
I'm from the hood like you, where the same rules apply
There's two type of niggas, the same few'll ride
The rest of 'em fold up when they can't do the time (take note)
I wrote the street shit down, had to make it simple
This for all the young niggas who I gave a pistol (yeah)
To all the shooters that I made official
I breed 'em and when I need 'em those niggas that I pay to get you
It's like fall come they all need clothes for school
By summertime these niggas trying to hold a tool
My only rule, I never give 'em they first strap (never)
So if they got it from me, then they earnt that
Promoters book me in the city and the hoes coming
The Feds too 'cause they think we washing dope money
It's true, I was cutting raw for a couple grand (what happened?)
That's when the underdog got the upper hand
Only a couple members out the clique loyal
So I know how it feel to see 'em switch on you (shit hurt)
Talk down on you, when that don't go well (what happened?)
That's when they double back to ride your coat tails
Out my own eyes I done seen 'em double
I'm still feeling like I need a legal hustle
That phone static up that only mean trouble
Blue money in that bright red Supreme duffle, ahhh!

Nigga, these niggas not enough for me man
Griselda, Butcher nigga, Steroids

完毕

你已经把这首歌里所有不熟悉的词添加了吗?