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Ik heb veel manieren geprobeerd om Engelse woorden te onthouden en vond de meest effectieve voor mij!

We hebben alle woorden van de liedjes die we ons hele leven hebben gehoord al in ons geheugen. We hebben er simpelweg geen aandacht aan besteed, maar we horen ze allemaal al!

Ik merkte dat wanneer je een nieuw woord leert uit een liedje dat je al eerder hebt gehoord, je de vertaling van dit woord al voor altijd kent en je het nooit zult vergeten!

Deze methode wil ik met je delen. Het schema is dus als volgt.

We vinden liedjes die we al gehoord hebben.

We voegen alle onbekende woorden ervan toe.

We slagen voor minitests van geheugenspellen. klaar

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Crocodile Python

 

Crocodile Python

(album: Black Market - 2015)


Jahlil Beats, holla at me!

Closest ones to me want to see me in a box
Is it jealousy or am I cursed by the gods
My son's mother don't know when or where to start
All the years that I known her, trick never had a job
Unemployed that'll get a bitch depressed
But unlike them other, boys she watched me kill 'em with finesse
I took a turn pussy boy, pick up a book and learn
Have your ass in a church before I end the verse
Rims on the whip got it looking hypnotic
Stuffing money in my pockets as you niggas watching
Crocodile python, all my ice on
And ain't nobody fucking with me while the mics on
She so ecstatic when I fuck her with the lights on
I feel the same when my niggas send the kites home

Damn, why they want to stick me for my paper?
They want the deeds to my fruit of labor
Every time I turn around
Lawsuits put a lean on a king crown
Ten million was the last check
Devil on the deal, the nigga death in debt
They want to own every thing I own
They sends drones to survey my home
Zeus is eyeing to protect my wealth
Bloody Glock 40 to protect myself

Cubans on my neck looking like a python
On the couches I'm the one they got their eyes on
Skip your name, now they want to know your tax bracket
Tell 'em that you with me and the pussy's automatic
I paid dues in these streets
I gave so much I got nothing to lose in these streets
Family asked me am I in Illuminati
Beat twenty cases like John Gotti
White man fear a nigga with a free mind
And if you disagree tell him that he can free mine
Took my Rolex and gave me an ankle monitor
So many angles these haters'll start popping up
Renounced my citizenship and move to Singapore
Couple tax breaks all accounts offshore

Damn, why they want to stick me for my paper?
They want the deeds to my fruit of labor
Every time I turn around
Lawsuits put a lean on a king crown
Ten million was the last check
Devil on the deal, the nigga death in debt
They want to own every thing I own
They sends drones to survey my home
Zeus is eyeing to protect my wealth
Bloody Glock 40 to protect myself

She fell in love with the flow, such a beautiful stroke
Fascinated allegation kilo grams of that coke
Roll with 25 and never knew his social number
Mac-11 for that Gucci belt to go up under
Black man's pride, see it in my eyes
Fayette county prosecutor want to take a nigga house
So much disdain for the police
Clan rally niggas swing from them old trees
Wood wheel in the Wraith and the skinny ties
Crocodile python seats and the carbon fiber
Hot boy, stash box, and the gas tank
Man of leisure to the top I took the staircase

Damn, why they want to stick me for my paper?
They want the deeds to my fruit of labor
Every time I turn around
Lawsuits put a lean on a king crown
Ten million was the last cheque
Devil on the deal, the nigga death in debt
They want to own every thing I own
They sends drones to survey my home
Zeus is eyeing to protect my wealth
Bloody Glock 40 to protect myself

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