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 money and make a
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?
want my old shit, buy my old album
Niggas stuck on stupid, I keep it moving
make the same shit, me I make the blueprint
Came in the Range, Hopped out the
Every year since, I've been on that shit
Traded in a gold for the Rolex's
Now a niggas wrist the status of my records
to rock a throwback, balling 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 moved onward, the only
Can't be to fail, search and perfection
Gotta it fresh 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, 'cause we on to the one
And fuck auto-tune, cause we on
And niggas don't be mad cause it's all progression
Loiterers be arrested.
I to drink Cristal them fuckers racist,
So I switched gold bottles that spaceship.
You gon' have another drink or are you just babysit
On to the next one, somebody call the
Baby I'm a boss, I don't know what do
I get dropped, I drop the label
World can't hold me, too much
Always knew it be like this I was in the kitchen.
Niggas in the spot, me I'm dodging rain drops
I'm on vacay, chilling on this big yacht,
Yeah I got on flip flops, white boat shoes
Y'all should the fuck-up, come here let me coach you

(yeah)
Somebody bring me back money please.

Big in the house now,
Bought the land tore the motherfucking down.
Bought the car, tore the roof off.
Ride clean, I don't even the shoes off.
Bought the Jeep, the motherfucking doors off.
Foot out that bitch, ride shit like a skateboard.
Navigation on tryin' to find my 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,
Meanwhile I had Oprah in the projects,
Had her out in Bed Stuy on the steps,
quarter waters I gotta be the best,
M-J at Summerjam, on the text,
Y'all be afraid of what I'm gonna do next.
up

(yeah)
Somebody me back some money please.