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, what's 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
Silver car,
Pick one, plenty room in my 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 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,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
Every

Hey, yo, how you doing? My name is
All around the room, I be that paper,
Boy oh boy, I to spin this,
chick, and the tin it,
I kicked 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,
dollar 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 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 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,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
Every

I'm getting dollar,
I could do it eyes closed,
And I'm waiting on this to come,
When it get here motherfuckers crazy,
Like the 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,
I don't hear your marketing highness,
I hear when I sing,
Why Z, is your skill of a G?
I'm on tour,
Haters, you where to find me,
Haters, you know where to me,

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

Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
Every