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 be a better 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,
Pick one, plenty 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 look at my fucking dial!

Gettin,' gettin,'
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day,
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Every,
day,
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Hey, yo, how you My name is Gator
All the room, I be gettin' 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 ain't taking the 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 don't you this,
Every that I see,
While my niggas pop 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,'
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day,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day,
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The is not over.
We just 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 eyes closed,
And I'm waiting on this to come,
When it get motherfuckers going crazy,
Like the ten-thousand-aire,
I ain't hurtin' when I put it in the air,
Them just out of your age,
the old-head to go to bed,
'Cause I don't your marketing highness,
I cheese when I sing,
Why Z, is your grade of a G?
I'm on tour,
Haters, you know to find me,
Haters, you where to find me,

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

Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
Every