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 pronounce my
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 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 look at my dial!

Gettin,' gettin,'
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day,
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Every,
day,
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day,
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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 you feel 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 don't you this,
Every that I see,
While my niggas pop in the VIP,
'Cause you 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,'
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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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it back.
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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 on this check to come,
When it get here motherfuckers crazy,
the thousand-year ten-thousand-aire,
I ain't hurtin' no-one I put it in the air,
Them self-made out of your age,
Tell the to go to bed,
'Cause I don't hear your highness,
I cheese when I sing,
Why Z, is your grade of a G?
I'm on tour,
Haters, you know where to me,
Haters, you know to find me,

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

Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
Every