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 going on in the 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
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 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 the room, I be gettin' that 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 feel 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,
'Cause you don't no better,
But to get cheddar,
Hauntin' 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,
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The is not over.
We just have to 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 on this check 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 just self-made out of age,
Tell the 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 where to me,
Haters, you know to find me,

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

Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
Every