Luyện nghe bài hát On to the Next One

I got a ways to get it, choose one (choose one)
Hey, bring it back, now double money and make a stack
I'm on to the one
On to the
I'm on to the one
On to the
I'm on to the one
On to the
I'm on to the one
On to the
up, (freeze, hey)
Somebody me back some money please

Hov on the that new shit, niggas like how
want my old shit, buy my old album
Niggas on stupid, I gotta keep it moving
Niggas the same shit, me I make the blueprint
Came in the Range, out the Lexus
Every year since, I've been on that shit
in a gold for the platinum Rolex's
Now a niggas wrist the status of my records
Used to rock a throwback, on the corner
Now I rock a teller suit, like a owner
No I'm not a Jonas, brother I'm a up
No I'm not a virgin, I use my
I moved onward, the direction
Can't be to fail, search and perfection
Gotta keep it fresh girl when we sexing
But be mad at him when it's on to the next one

(yeah)
Somebody me back some money please.

Fuck a throwback jersey, 'cause we on to the one
And fuck that auto-tune, we on
And don't be mad cause it's all about progression
Loiterers be arrested.
I used to drink them fuckers racist,
So I switched gold bottles onto spaceship.
You gon' have another drink or are you just babysit
On to the next one, somebody the waitress
Baby I'm a boss, I know what they do
I don't get dropped, I the label
World hold me, too much ambition
Always knew it be like when I was in the kitchen.
Niggas in the same spot, me I'm dodging drops
I'm on vacay, chilling on this big yacht,
Yeah I got on flip flops, Louie boat shoes
should grow the fuck-up, come here let me coach you

(yeah)
Somebody bring me back some please.

Big Pimping in the now,
Bought the land tore the motherfucking down.
Bought the car, tore the roof off.
Ride clean, I don't even the shoes off.
the Jeep, tore the motherfucking doors off.
Foot out that bitch, ride that like a skateboard.
Navigation on tryin' to my next thrill,
Feelin' myself I don't even an x pill,
chill but my neck will,
Haters really be mad off my next deal,
Uh, I don't know why they really worry my pockets,
Meanwhile I had Oprah in the projects,
Had her out in Bed chillin' on the steps,
Drinking quarter I gotta be the best,
M-J at Summerjam, on the text,
Y'all should be afraid of I'm gonna do next.
up

(yeah)
Somebody me back some money please.