Luyện nghe bài hát On to the Next One

I got a million ways to get it, 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 bring me back some money

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

(yeah)
Somebody bring me back some please.

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

(yeah)
Somebody bring me some money please.

Big in the house now,
Bought the land tore the house 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 shit a skateboard.
Navigation on to find my next thrill,
Feelin' I don't even need an x pill,
Can't but my neck will,
Haters really gon' be mad off my deal,
Uh, I don't why they really worry 'bout my pockets,
I had Oprah chillin' in the projects,
Had her out in Bed Stuy on the steps,
Drinking quarter waters I be the best,
M-J at Summerjam, on the text,
Y'all should be of what I'm gonna do next.
up

(yeah)
Somebody me back some money please.