Luyện nghe bài hát On to the Next One

I got a million to get it, choose one (choose one)
Hey, bring it back, now double your 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, like how come?
Niggas my old shit, buy my old album
Niggas stuck on stupid, I keep it moving
Niggas make the same shit, me I make the
Came in the Range, Hopped out the
year since, I've been on that next shit
Traded in a for the platinum Rolex's
Now a wrist match the status of my records
to rock a throwback, balling on the corner
Now I rock a teller suit, looking 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 scared to fail, search and
Gotta keep it fresh even when we sexing
But don't be mad at him when it's on to the one

(yeah)
Somebody bring me back money 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 about
should be arrested.
I used to Cristal them fuckers racist,
So I switched gold bottles that spaceship.
You gon' have drink or are you just gonna babysit
On to the next one, call the waitress
Baby I'm a boss, I don't know what 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
Meaning I'm on vacay, on this big yacht,
Yeah I got on flip flops, white Louie shoes
Y'all grow the fuck-up, come here let me coach you

(yeah)
Somebody me back some money please.

Big in the house now,
the land tore the motherfucking house down.
Bought the car, the motherfucking roof off.
Ride clean, I even take the shoes off.
the Jeep, tore the motherfucking doors off.
Foot out that bitch, ride that shit a skateboard.
on tryin' to find my next thrill,
Feelin' myself I don't need an x pill,
Can't chill but my will,
Haters really be mad off my next deal,
Uh, I don't know why they really worry my pockets,
Meanwhile I had 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,
Y'all should be of what I'm gonna do next.
up

(yeah)
Somebody bring me some money please.