Luyện nghe bài hát Gettin' Gettin'

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

Hey, hey, what's on in the world today?
Can it be a way I pronounce my
Like, hey mama,
my way,
Heard you up good, baby,
Be my maid,
Oh, you got a
Black? car,
Pick one, room in my shopping cart,
But no of meat 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 like 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,
Every

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

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 on this check to come,
When it get here motherfuckers crazy,
the thousand-year ten-thousand-aire,
I ain't hurtin' no-one I put it in the air,
just self-made out of your age,
Tell the to go to bed,
I don't hear your marketing highness,
I cheese when I sing,
Why Z, is skill grade of a G?
I'm on tour,
Haters, you know to find me,
Haters, you know where to me,

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

Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
dollar