Luyện nghe bài hát Gettin' Gettin'

Tyga, bitch. (Oh oh oh)
Yeah, Tyga-man, Gator, GED.
'07's been a year.
And uh, '08's be a better one.

Hey, hey, going on in the world today?
Can it be a way I my age?
Like, hey mama,
my way,
Heard you up good, baby,
Be my maid,
Oh, you got a
Black? car,
Pick one, plenty in my shopping cart,
But no piece of can hurt my heart,
I'm in a veggie-race,
All I eat is cake,
If I away,
It'd be the thing that I ate,
Oh my my,
signs,
alive!
Frankenstein!
Tyga,
I'm,
Einstein,
crimes,
guy,
I'm make them tired,
My talk,
Baby look at my fucking dial!

Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
dollar

Hey, yo, how you doing? My is Gator
All the room, I be gettin' that paper,
Boy oh boy, I like to this,
chick, and the tin it,
I kicked it,
I for that spinach,
and it you feel like I'm trippin,' (I'm not)
you ain't taking the trips I'm trippin,' (I'm over here)
No nightmares, is Christmas,
buy you what you want, bitch,
Lay off the shit-list,
I'm and gettin,'
And you forget this,
Every dollar I see,
While my niggas pop in the VIP,
'Cause you know no better,
But to get cheddar,
every day,
Yeah, that's
Money, money, money,
Yeah, my schedule,
You too cheap,
You talk to

Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
Every

The is not over.
We have to take a quick intermission.
Whoo, tired.
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Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day, (Oh, oh)
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
Every (Oh)

Every,
day,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day, (Oh, oh)
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
Every

I'm every dollar,
I could do it with closed,
And I'm waiting on check to come,
it get here motherfuckers going crazy,
Like the ten-thousand-aire,
I ain't hurtin' when I put it in the air,
Them self-made out of your age,
Tell the to go to bed,
'Cause I hear your marketing highness,
I cheese when I sing,
Why Z, is your skill of a G?
I'm on tour,
Haters, you where to find me,
Haters, you know to find me,

(Hey, you this ain't right, Tyga.
This right, man.)

Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
Every