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 gonna be a 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,
one, plenty room in my shopping cart,
But no piece of meat can 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 look at my 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 is Gator
All around the room, I be 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 you feel like I'm trippin,' (I'm not)
'Cause you ain't taking the trips I'm trippin,' (I'm here)
No nightmares, is Christmas,
buy you what you want, bitch,
Lay off the shit-list,
I'm and gettin,'
And don't you this,
Every that I see,
While my pop bottles in the VIP,
you don't know no better,
But to get cheddar,
every day,
Yeah, forever
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 just have to take a 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 getting dollar,
I could do it with closed,
And I'm waiting on check to come,
When it get here motherfuckers crazy,
the thousand-year 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 don't hear your highness,
I hear cheese I sing,
Why Z, is skill grade of a G?
I'm on tour,
Haters, you where to find me,
Haters, you know where to me,

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

Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
Every