Luyện nghe bài hát Gettin' Gettin'

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

Hey, hey, what's going on in the 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
Silver car,
Pick one, plenty 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 them angels 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 gettin' paper,
Boy oh boy, I to spin this,
chick, and the tin it,
I kicked 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 trips I'm trippin,' (I'm 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 that I see,
my niggas pop bottles in the VIP,
'Cause you don't no better,
But to get cheddar,
every day,
Yeah, that's
Money, money, money,
Yeah, my schedule,
You too cheap,
You talk to

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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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,
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 your marketing highness,
I hear when I sing,
Why Z, is your skill of a G?
I'm on tour,
Haters, you know to find me,
Haters, you know where to me,

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

Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
Every