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 be a better 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,
one, plenty room 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 that I ate,
Oh my my,
signs,
alive!
Frankenstein!
Tyga,
I'm,
Einstein,
crimes,
guy,
I'm make angels tired,
My talk,
like look 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 doing? My is Gator
All around the room, I be that paper,
Boy oh boy, I like to 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 ain't the trips 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,
dollar that I see,
While my niggas pop in the VIP,
'Cause you don't no better,
But to get cheddar,
Hauntin' day,
Yeah, forever
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 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 hurtin' no-one when I put it in the air,
Them self-made out of your age,
the old-head to go to bed,
'Cause I don't hear your highness,
I hear when I sing,
Why Z, is skill grade of a G?
I'm on tour,
Haters, you where to find me,
Haters, you know to find me,

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

Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
dollar