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 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, plenty room in my cart,
But no piece of can hurt my heart,
I'm in a veggie-race,
All I eat is cake,
If I away,
be the last thing that I ate,
Oh my my,
signs,
alive!
Frankenstein!
Tyga,
I'm,
Einstein,
crimes,
guy,
I'm them angels 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,
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Every,
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Hey, yo, how you doing? My is Gator
All around the room, I be gettin' paper,
Boy oh boy, I like to this,
chick, and the tin it,
then I it,
I for that spinach,
and it you feel like I'm trippin,' (I'm not)
'Cause you ain't taking the 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 niggas pop in the VIP,
you don't know 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 just have to 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 getting dollar,
I could do it with 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,
'Cause I don't hear your highness,
I hear cheese I sing,
Why Z, is your grade of a G?
I'm on tour,
Haters, you know where to me,
Haters, you where to find me,

(Hey, you know this right, Tyga.
This right, man.)

Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
dollar