Luyện nghe bài hát I'm On 1

[Intro -
I'm on one
it, I'm on one
I I'm on one

1 - Drake]
I'm so cold
I ain't went hard since I was eighteen
if I say, anything I don't mean
Like what's up with your friend?
We could all some fun, believe me
And what's up these new niggas?
And why they think it all comes so

But get it you here boy
Because all that hype feel the same next year boy
Yeah, and be right here in my spot with a little more cash than I already got
Tripping off you because you had shot
my skin tanned and my hair long
And my fans who so patient, me and 40 back to work but we still smell like a vacation
Hate the rumors, hate the bullshit, hate fucking allegations
I'm just feeling like the throne is for the
Watch me it!

- Drake]
All I care about is and the city that I'm from
I'ma sip I feel it, I'ma smoke it till it's done
I don't really give a fuck, and my is that I'm young
And I'm only getting older so should of told you

I'm on one
Yeah, it, I'm on one
Yeah, I I'm on one
it, I'm on one

Two cups and I got that drink
Could be purple, it could be
Depending on how you mix shit
Money that we got, get that shit

I'm on one
I fuck it I'm on one

2 - Rick Ross]
I'm burning flowers
It's my chest
I bury the cash and burning the rest
Walking on the clouds, in thin air
Do ones beneath me the Red Bottoms I wear?
Burner in the
Move the kids to the
Bend on the sink, do it for the thrill
Kiss you on neck and tell you everything is great
Even though I'm out on bond I be facing eight
Still running with the same till the death of me
Ever seen a million cash? Got to it carefully
Ever love to the woman of your dreams?
In a full of money out in London and she screams
Baby, I take it there
Call Marc personally to make a pair
So yeah, we on one, the ain't fair
And Double M G until I get the chair

- Drake]

[Verse 3 - Lil
I walk around the club, fuck
And all my got that heat, I feel like Pat Riley
Yeah, too money, ain't enough money
You know the listening, nigga what money?
I'm a made
I dust something
You niggas on the
Like the bus
Huh, ain't nothing but the swishers
I'm focused might as say cheese for the pictures
Oh, I'm about to go the Giant
You a sell out, but I ain't
Chopper a nigga like science
Put an end to world like the Mayans
This a celebration bitches, tov
It's a chance I fall, olive oil
Tunechi be the name, ask me how I got it
I'm these hoes, I swear I'm trying stop the violence