Luyện nghe bài hát Moe

Wake up in the morning feeling so damn
I music so good to me
Me and my niggas bout to kick it with bitches
And you know we bout to roll some
I'm feelin' it, you it
I'm feelin' it, you it

M.O.E., M.O.E.
Music everything
M.O.E., M.O.E.
Music over
M.O.E., M.O.E.
Music over
M.O.E., M.O.E.
over everything

Taking my time to the beats
And I still got love for the
gold chains and my nigga Wiz Khalif
Got tree, bring the drink, couple bad bitches, they want V-I-P
playa fo' real? Don't bring around me
Got lapped up in the backseat
Runnin' like attract me, that's me, on the 6th speed
Love it when she got her own together
Got to lose, then she with whatever
Always out of town, she my distant
Only pull in with tints and better
Gold rims, we ghetto, on the for cheddar
a jet runway, I can land wherever
Make more in a day than salary
Nigga why you mad at me? cheap
I lose sleep, man I

Wake up in the morning so damn good
I made so good to me
Me and my bout to kick it with some bitches
And you know we bout to some trees
I'm feelin' it, you it
I'm it, you feelin' it

M.O.E., M.O.E.
Music over
M.O.E., M.O.E.
over everything
M.O.E., M.O.E.
Music over
M.O.E., M.O.E.
Music over

I roll up that Mary J, my song playin'
My clothes from the runway, my kush come the land
You's a baller or a then you know what I'm sayin'
Them haters they talkin', hear em talk, I care
I'm rollin', probably do a 95, smoking getting high
Rolling weed since '99, smoke so much probably fly
If I don't I'll probably die
I'm holding, gripping on the steering wheel, to my favorite jam
Ridin' Hollywood, I'm feeling like the fuckin' man
Hundred grand to see me, it before I go to sleep, that's why I

Wake up in the morning so damn good
I made music so to me
Me and my bout to kick it with some bitches
And you know we bout to roll trees
I'm feelin' it, you it
I'm feelin' it, you it

M.O.E., M.O.E.
over everything
M.O.E., M.O.E.
Music everything
M.O.E., M.O.E.
over everything
M.O.E., M.O.E.
Music over

Drive til I'm out of gas
Getting like this, can't look back
She a one night stand, tryna it last
But I be out of town as I hit that
stacks runways, living lavish, big carrots
You ain't getting money that
I put on the beat, T-Rawws on the feet
hate me 'cause I'm where you wanna be
I do mostly the minimum do
So my girls might be yours 22
Ride 22 2's and I up the deuce
Everything great like a nigga Ruth
Translucent roof, but her seem through
She tryna make it
Guess you do what you gotta do
Shit I gonna judge you
But don't me to love you, feelin' it?