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, what's going on in the world
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,
one, plenty room 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 thing that 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,'
Every,
day,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
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Hey, yo, how you My name is Gator
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 feel 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 you forget this,
Every dollar I see,
my niggas pop bottles 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,'
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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 every dollar,
I do it with eyes closed,
And I'm waiting on this to come,
it get here motherfuckers going crazy,
Like the ten-thousand-aire,
I ain't hurtin' no-one 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 cheese when I sing,
Why Z, is skill grade of a G?
I'm on tour,
Haters, you know to find me,
Haters, you know to find me,

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

Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
Every