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 gonna be a one.

Hey, hey, what's going on in the world
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 last thing I ate,
Oh my my,
signs,
alive!
Frankenstein!
Tyga,
I'm,
Einstein,
crimes,
guy,
I'm make angels tired,
My talk,
Baby look at my fucking dial!

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Hey, yo, how you My name is Gator
All around the room, I be that paper,
Boy oh boy, I to spin this,
chick, and the tin it,
then I it,
I for that 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 don't you this,
Every dollar I see,
While my pop bottles in the VIP,
'Cause you know no better,
But to get cheddar,
Hauntin' day,
Yeah, that's
Money, money, money,
Yeah, my schedule,
You too cheap,
You talk to

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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,
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I'm every dollar,
I could do it eyes closed,
And I'm waiting on this to come,
it get here motherfuckers going crazy,
Like the ten-thousand-aire,
I hurtin' no-one when I put it in the air,
Them just self-made out of age,
the old-head to go to bed,
'Cause I don't hear marketing highness,
I cheese when I sing,
Why Z, is your skill of a G?
I'm on tour,
Haters, you know where to me,
Haters, you know to find me,

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

Gettin,' gettin,'
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