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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!

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Joe Pesci 38

 

Joe Pesci 38

(专辑: Tana Talk 3 - 2018)


Griselda by Fashion Rebels
Yeah, uh
This how shit supposed to sound
This how our shit sound, yeah
Y'all niggas got a lot of catching up to do, yo
Uh, uh

For the hustlers that's getting money, thinking fast in business
Who stayed up by playing smart and ducking bad decisions
I wore hand-me-downs in class, bitches laughed at niggas
Now I rock designer like I'm in the fashion business
I met a plug when I was broke, not to brag, I did it
I broke a nine off in half and got in traffic with it
This for my day one fans, niggas that been listening
Who know these rappers not better or as consistent
And when they talk about the streets, it ain't that specific
So I'm a tad suspicious, if it's fact or fiction
Uh, you ain't in the streets weighing slabs and fishes
Nigga, you just another rapper tryna have the image
But don't want the scabs and stitches, shit, that come with it
And if you ask me, that's backwards, nigga, uh
I seen too many real niggas fall to let you bitch niggas beat me
But still I make this shit look easy
Bitches think I'm lit 'cause they see me
But I was just in the trap with a flip phone, stick, and a TV
Calls from home saying, "While you going through the roof
It's rumors back here saying what who gon' do to who"
Been gone for two weeks, been two more funerals
They pulled up dumping out of the two-door Subaru
It's all the same, this what we call a game
When you move, it pull you back like a ball and chain
We rap 'bout our real life 'cause it caused us pain
And when you reach certain levels, it 'cause us change
The pain subsides, but the scars remain
I'm one of the realest niggas, that's broad as day
I'm on my Biggie, Who Shot Ya?, this for my partners still in lockup
Who only call back home to tell us in a box up
They killed Eric Garner just 'cause his posture
But you get life if you hit a cop up
How could we feel that that's not us?
Our skin 'plexion the same, nigga, please don't be obnoxious
I played with more keys than a locksmith
It's like I'm good at everything, I got this

Uh, Joe Pesci 38
He got a roach clip burning in the ashtray (burning in the ashtray)
You know I'm spending good money, so he love me
Said he down to meet me halfway (down to meet me halfway)
Uh, Joe Pesci 38
My Joe Pesci 38, yeah (my Joe Pesci 38)
This the same gun from Goodfellas
This my Joe Pesci 38 (my Joe Pesci 38)

完毕

你已经把这首歌里所有不熟悉的词添加了吗?