Luyện nghe bài hát On to the Next One

I got a ways to get it, choose one (choose one)
Hey, it back, now double your 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 bring me back some money

Hov on the new shit, niggas like how come?
Niggas my old shit, buy my old album
Niggas stuck on stupid, I gotta it moving
Niggas the same shit, me I make the blueprint
Came in the Range, Hopped out the
Every year since, been on that next shit
Traded in a gold for the Rolex's
Now a niggas match the status of my records
Used to rock a throwback, balling on the
Now I rock a teller suit, looking a owner
No I'm not a Jonas, I'm a grown 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 girl even when we sexing
But be mad at him when it's on to the next one

(yeah)
Somebody bring me back some please.

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

(yeah)
Somebody bring me some money please.

Big in the house now,
Bought the land tore the motherfucking down.
Bought the car, the motherfucking roof off.
clean, I don't even take the shoes off.
Bought the Jeep, tore the motherfucking off.
Foot out that bitch, that shit like a skateboard.
Navigation on to find my next thrill,
Feelin' myself I don't need an x pill,
Can't but my neck will,
really gon' be mad off my next deal,
Uh, I know why they really worry 'bout my pockets,
I had Oprah chillin' in the projects,
Had her out in Bed chillin' on the steps,
Drinking quarter waters I be the best,
M-J at Summerjam, on the text,
should be afraid of what I'm gonna do next.
up

(yeah)
Somebody me back some money please.