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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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Joyner Lucas

Gucci Gang (Remix)

 

Gucci Gang (Remix)


Yuh, yuh, uh
Woo, (Joyner), yuh, yuh, yuh, yup
Pandora, Pandora, Pandora
I don't really fuck with no... (yo)

Gucci gang, Louis gang, Fendi gang, Dolce gang
'Sace gang, Prada gang, lot of gangs (Woo)
I don't really fuck with no brand names (Woah)
Joyner 'bout to go on a rampage (Ooh)
They don't wanna see me let the chopper bang, yeah
Get this bitch jumping like Shabba Ranks, ooh
What's a Lil Pump to a rocket flame, yeah
Turn your pink dreads into pocket chains (Woo)

All you new rappers don't be talking 'bout shit except doing drugs
Wonder how you got a name (Damn)
Sipping lean, taking E, Percocets, Purple drank, Xanax, everything sound the same, fuck
Bunch of drug addicts in the house of pain (Woo)
Hope you niggas suffer til you pop a vein, yeah
This shit made your mother wanna ovulate, yeah
This shit make conductors wanna stop a train
Gucci, Fendi, Louis, Prada, Dolce (Dolce)
Back when I was broke and no one know me (Woah)
I couldn't afford it and now that I got the money
I don't even want this shit 'cause it ain't for me (Joyner)
I always been myself, you don't know me (Woah)
Yeah I was so depressed, I was lonely
The man on the horse, all I had was Ralph Lauren
Then I went and signed a deal and bought a pony (Woah)
Yeah I'm taking it back and then I'm smacking you bitches and laughing
And I'm killing them, hacking them, and sending your body right back to them
You wonder what's happening
I'm flipping new syllables, acronyms
I guess I'ma practice it
You fuckers are fucking embarrassing (Pow pow)
You ain't gonna be happy when I'm on top and I'm gonna be popping
All of you gonna be dropping like birds dropping all on your conscious
All you niggas are watchin I'm spitting, slap all on your coffin, R.I.P
You lost and you fuckas sleeping you're pillow talking (Pow pow pow pow)
And you dream all day, that's per year (Per year)
All you ho niggas leave your purse here (Purse here)
I am your favorite rapper's worst fear (Why?)
Raised in the mud crying, dirt tears (Woah)
Just a bunch of kids in the high chair
Couldn't get a buzz even if you had lightyear
Wouldn't get no love even if your heart's right here
Niggas got guns so nobody want to fight fair, no
Hit 'em with the Ric Flair and the suplex
I ain't never been scared, bitch, I'm ruthless (Woo)
Raised by the ghetto
Know some gangs that'll get 'em
Split 'em right down the middle like a fucking duplex
Break a nigga toes, make 'em do the two-step
Crib full of hoes, now I feel like Hugh Hef
Got a bad stripper bitch, all we do is have sex
And she love sucking dick so I call her loose neck (Woah)
Making a panic with my shit and I'm flipping up banisters
I'm ready to handle and dismantle and crush and vanish
I hit 'em and send 'em into walls, then I got 'em enchanted
Then my fuckin hands that holdin the hammer banging and slamming
Killing 'em in the ambulance, they dying, they bleeding, they trembling
I'm really sick and I got a stiff as a fucking mannequin
I paint a picture a Picasso vision, all on my cellophane
I got 'em swinging they on my dick and grabbin my pants again
Now, uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco (Cinco)
I ain't Spanish but I know the lingo (Lingo)
Atlantic told me that my flow a hundred
But my album ain't come unless I got a fucking single
Well I don't give a fuck about no hit record
I'ma just remix y'all shit and get big off it
I'ma just murder every mother fucking beat while I'm dreaming of getting paid in my mother fucking sleep, goddamn

Gucci gang, Louis gang, Fendi gang, Dolce gang
'Sace gang, Prada gang, lot of gangs (Woah)
I don't really fuck with no brand names
Joyner 'bout to go on a rampage, ooh
They don't wanna see me let the chopper bang (Yeah)
Get this bitch jumping like Shabba Ranks, yeah
What's a Lil Pump to a rocket flame, woo
Gucci gang, Fendi gang, Prada gang (Yeah)
All you new rappers don't be talking 'bout shit except doing drugs
Wonder how you got a name, uh
Sipping lean, taking E, Percocets, Purple drank, Xanax, everything sound the same, fuck
Bunch of drug addicts in the house of pain (Bruh)
And all you niggas suffer til you pop a vein, uh
Gucci gang, Fendi gang, Prada gang (Woo)
I don't really fuck with no brand names, yeah

完毕

你已经把这首歌里所有不熟悉的词添加了吗?