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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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Lute

Queen City Slummin'

 

Queen City Slummin'

(专辑: West1996 - 2012)


[Lute:]
They want me to wile out
Instead, I styled out, like 3 Stacks
Stashed three stacks, told my girl I'll be right back
Who be in that when shit pull up and tints all black
Open doors, rolls gold around his wrist and his neck
What's 'round his wrists is respect
Homies gripping the TEC
'Cause when you iced out you can't talk to strangers
That's probably why he walk with bangers
Because those who loyal to the game become royal to the game
Don't be surprised when your niggas start acting like strangers
So, he rides supreme, cocked to the side looking famous
Chain dangling, girls asking what my Twitter name is
Hardly tweet but holla at me in your @ mentions
See this music is real
Kill beats like I ain't used to a deal
We eat tracks like we ain't used to a meal
West Side till I die boy, that's just how it is
The city birthed me, only right that I raise my brother
Why hate, I got faith in my brothers
For God's sake, show love for yo motherfucking brother
'Cause them boys making noise like Horton Hears a Who!
Real niggas, I salute, pussy niggas never shoot
Pistol in my coupe, try my troops, watch 'em leap
Like Ivan Ooze, knock a nigga out here's cool
For some proof over his grave where he lay
Six feet underneath, watch him sleep
Another brother victim of them streets
Rest in peace

[Ry:]
Kicking raps so sick
Leave these present niggas past tense
Foes in that twenty ounce, got a nigga past bent
On that penny pack purp, same color half cents
Pocket full of dead guys, my denim got the sixth sense
Money money money, you broke niggas funny
It's niggas on the grind while you outchea chilling
On the road to a million, strapped up, no cheering
Smoking out the 'lac packs, thinking like some chitlins
Yankee boy on some country shit, stoned on some munchie shit
Banana be the clips for the fronters on some monkey shit
Igniting like my blunt lit
Spitting like a full clip
Toss me on the track boy, I bet you get your beat ripped

[Lute:]
Slumming on the west side of the 7-0
He slapped five out the fo' just to let him know
North clickity-clack and back shortie let it go
Watch the paper fold
Watch these niggas imitate the flow
I'm slumming on the west side of the 7-0
He slapped five out the fo' just to let him know
North clickity-clack and back, shortie, let it go
Watch the paper fold
Watch these niggas imitate the flow

完毕

你已经把这首歌里所有不熟悉的词添加了吗?