Luyện nghe bài hát Gettin' Gettin'

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

Hey, hey, what's going on in the 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, 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 last thing 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 My name is Gator
All around the room, I be that paper,
Boy oh boy, I like to this,
chick, and the tin it,
then I 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,
buy you what you want, bitch,
Lay off the shit-list,
I'm and gettin,'
And you forget this,
Every dollar I see,
my niggas pop bottles in the VIP,
'Cause you know no better,
But to get cheddar,
Hauntin' day,
Yeah, forever
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 just have to take a intermission.
Whoo, tired.
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it back.
[Music

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 do it with eyes closed,
And I'm on this check to come,
When it get motherfuckers going crazy,
Like the ten-thousand-aire,
I ain't no-one when 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 hear cheese I sing,
Why Z, is skill grade of a G?
I'm on tour,
Haters, you where to find me,
Haters, you where to find me,

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

Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
Every