Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Dźwięk


Interfejs


Poziom trudności


Akcent



język interfejsu

pl

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Polityka Cookie   |   Wsparcie   |   FAQ
Lyrkit kogut

Cześć! Jestem Lirkit!

Próbowałem wielu sposobów na zapamiętanie angielskich słówek i znalazłem ten, który jest dla mnie najskuteczniejszy!

W pamięci mamy już wszystkie słowa piosenek, które słyszeliśmy przez całe życie. Po prostu nie zwracaliśmy na nie uwagi, ale wszyscy już je słyszeliśmy!

Zauważyłam, że kiedy uczysz się nowego słowa z piosenki, którą już wcześniej słyszałaś, to tłumaczenie tego słowa znasz już na zawsze i nigdy go nie zapomnisz!

Chcę się z Wami podzielić tą metodą. Zatem schemat jest następujący.

Znajdujemy utwory, które już słyszeliśmy.

Dodajemy od nich wszystkie nieznane słowa.

Zdajemy mini testy gier pamięciowych. zrobione

Teraz, gdy znasz już wiele słów, bardzo szybko opanujesz cały język!

Założę się, że będziesz zaskoczony, jak skuteczna jest ta metoda!)

dalej

pominąć
1
zarejestruj się / zaloguj
Lyrkit

podarować

5$

Lyrkit

podarować

10$

Lyrkit

podarować

20$

Lyrkit

Lub oceń mnie Google Play:


I/lub wesprzyj mnie w mediach społecznościowych. sieci:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
NLE Choppa

No Love

 

No Love


Grrah (Yeah, Jay on the beat so you know it's a banger, nigga), gang
Ayy (Ayy), fuck wrong with a nigga, ayy
Gang (Gang, gang)
Ayy (Ayy, ayy)

Man, I just be dogging these hoes (Dogging these hoes)
I don't got no love for these bitches (Hol' up)
Whole city mad, 'cause I did it
I don't get no love from my lil' city (No more)
Charging the fifty, [?] they tried to book me
And you gon' die if you reach out this pendent
R.I.P bullets coming out this glizzy (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
Another gone, that's another killing
I'm on demon time, [?] coulda ride
Run a homicide, up in my city (Okay)
Yeah, his brother died, fuck them other guys
I done dropped a bag on them lil' bitches
I done got 'em mad, I got 'em tripping (They trippin')
I'm on niggas ass, stop playing with me (Stop trippin')
They gon' make me mad, playing with my siblings
Made me fucking crash out of this fifty

Made me fucking crash out of this glizzy (Brrt)
Put a nigga ass up in that blender (That's real)
Hit 'em with the switch, no, I'm with the shizz
Walk 'em down, make his ass surrender (For real)
He got stepper shit, tell 'em to send 'em (Ayy, send 'em)
I'ma do 'em bad, slicing his dimple (Brrt)
Throw that right behind, that's my evil twin
I can't tell you what I did with that nigga (Grrah)
We tried drop us a opp (Drop us a opp)
So many shots at his top (Shots at his top)
Better stay in, we spinning the block (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
We got some cash, ain't y'all seen Glocks?
Glock at his face, we get the drop
Up the ol' way, we get the drop
Fuck up the game when I say we chop

Man, I just be dogging these hoes
I don't got no love for these bitches
Whole city mad, 'cause I did it
I don't get no love from my lil' city
Charging the fifty, [?] they tried to book me
And you gon' die if you reach out this pendent
R.I.P bullets coming out this glizzy
Another gone, that's another killing
I'm on demon time, [?] coulda ride
Run a homicide, up in my city
Yeah, his brother died, fuck them other guys
I done dropped a bag on them lil' bitches
I done got 'em mad, I got 'em tripping
I'm on niggas ass, stop playing with me (With top shottas)
They gon' make me mad, playing with my siblings
Made me fucking crash out of this fifty (Ayy)

Make me fucking crash out with this glizzy (Grr)
Spazz out when shit get sticky (Sticky)
I don't need a nigga riding with me
Less the people in the car 'cause they be snitching (Snitch)
Try to slide on me, take that challenge (Take that challenge)
Guaranteed he won't climb that mountain (Climb that mountain)
Bullets wet him like a fountain, take him on a drown
They gon' have to lost and found him (Found)
Hunnid sticks and a few bad bitches in the loft, living life like Ross (Like Rick)
All them Honey Buns cool, but I got a meal ticket, come talk to a boss (Hot shit)
Few million on this and that, but a couple racks get a nigga knocked off (Hit a nigga)
Ball is life, cross him like hot sauce
Hit him with the stick, don't play golf (Don't play golf)
Intercepting when I caught it
Smith and Wesson, I ain't bought it (Ain't bought it)
Picked a felon with a .40 (Fourty)
You respecting since I shot it (Shotta)
Give me a opp and a beat, I'ma walk it
I don't really do the talking
Murder on my mental and it sit there often
Say something and I'm sparking
Catch him in the car, shoot it up until I park it

Man, I just be dogging these hoes (Doggin')
I don't got no love for these bitches (These bitches)
Whole city mad, 'cause I did it (I did it)
I don't get no love from my lil' city
Charging the fifty, [?] they tried to book me
And you gon' die if you reach out this pendent (Top shotta)
R.I.P bullets coming out this glizzy
Another gone, that's another killing
I'm on demon time, [?] coulda ride
Run a homicide, up in my city
Yeah, his brother died, fuck them other guys
I done dropped a bag on them lil' bitches
I done got 'em mad, I got 'em tripping
I'm on niggas ass, stop playing with me
They gon' make me mad, playing with my siblings
Made me fucking crash out of this fifty (Brrt)

zrobione

Czy dodałeś wszystkie nieznane słowa z tej piosenki?