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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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Tom MacDonald

2 Litre

 

2 Litre

(专辑: Bad Dream Mad Again II - 2014)


[Matt Brevner:]
Ferragamo suit tailored up to the nine
Stitched in periwinkle blue and them drawers are Calvin Klein
Got that undercut with that top knot, looking top notch, I'm styling Gold chain colored like a China man and that's racial profiling
Half black, half chat, teriyaki, no chicken
Soon to run the fucking city like I'm Juliani, listen, and you bitches master splinter, backed inside the subway system, but I'm something like Shredder, never underground living
'Stead of spikes on my shoulders, I got spikes on my kittens
That leopard hair, Louis Viutton limited edition
I'm a master of creations, you just mastered emulation
A trend chasing copycat who mastered imitation
I'm a self made superstar, started in the basement with intent
Carry chain, but that shit was never played
And see, your style is like polo hoe, I ain't ever played it
Made it to the fucking mages with a camera and some patience
B-Sharp

[Tom MacDonald:]
We don't need no reason why we been so turnt up
We don't need no people coming 'round to want us
If we really wanna buy it we'll put that on the card
Got a limo outside of the club, yeah
We don't need no reason why we been so turnt up
And we don't talk about our feelings when we smoking the blunt And if we really tryna sleep then we'll just sip out the cup
The double cup, the triple cup, the 2 liter
Turn down for what
Turn down for what

Gone on the days that I'm dating
I never thought I would escape it
But my heart has been on a vacation
It's a long way from the places, that it used to be alright
Still going out like every damn night
Getting all left but it still ain't right
Getting money from a couple different things I don't like
My hair long and my teeth gold and my girl has been so patient that I feel like I should tell her that I love her, thanks for waiting
But I can't afford the long distance and them California girls miss me and the Vancouver girls pissed off that we fuck but they never get to kiss me
I been the realest since I got a Visa and left y'all at home, now I'm speaking Italian and smoking on one with a mouth full of gold. Getting faded on Nostrum, Zuro, and Peroni on tour in Rome
Who else make a beat, then record and produce a whole song on their own?
I don't care if they have no love me, I got no love for them
Fuck all that boombap and underground
These rappers all tryna be real, but have nothing real to talk about These rappers tryna get deals still but this isn't an auction house, B-Sharp is the team, fuck everybody else

We don't need no reason why we been so turnt up
We don't need no people coming 'round to want us
If we really wanna buy it we'll put that on the card
Got a limo outside of the club, yeah
We don't need no reason why we been so turnt up
And we don't talk about our feelings when we smoking the blunt And if we really tryna sleep then we'll just sip out the cup
The double cup, the triple cup, the 2 liter
Turn down for what
Turn down for what

[Stevie Ross:]
The anxiety got me feeling like I need to move Xans
Still a dope dealer, coke fill up bloody noses
Man, all the hoes in the club, bottle service waiting for us
Vodka with Agent, chains, but I don't wanna drive, still no license but still I'm surviving
Crazy like ivy, just like I.B, vibing, so bitch don't kill it
Too many girls telli at the party, know they feel it
Turn up then turn out, pop a pill if you burn out

[Tom MacDonald:]
Someone tell my girl that I ain't coming home
She can never see me like this
I have no reason to believe but the reasons why we're celebrating on every weekend
I'm like "fuckin go"
I just got this outfit and I'm gonna live forever
All least that's how I feel, I'm 25 years old
Like turn down for what
Turn down for what
Turn down for what
Turn down for what
Turn down for what
Turn down for what
Turn down for what
Turn down for what (turn down for what)

We don't need no reason why we been so turnt up
We don't need no people coming 'round to want us
If we really wanna buy it we'll put that on the card
Got a limo outside of the club, yeah
We don't need no reason why we been so turnt up
And we don't talk about our feelings when we smoking the blunt And if we really tryna sleep then we'll just sip out the cup
The double cup, the triple cup, the 2 liter
Turn down for what
Turn down for what

完毕

你已经把这首歌里所有不熟悉的词添加了吗?