Luyện nghe bài hát Moe

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

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

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

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

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

I roll up that Mary J, my favorite song
My clothes the runway, my kush come from the land
You's a baller or a hustler then you what I'm sayin'
Them haters they talkin', hear em talk, I care
I'm rollin', probably do a 95, smoking mighty high
Rolling weed since '99, smoke so I'll probably fly
If I smoke I'll probably die
I'm holding, gripping on the steering wheel, listening to my jam
Ridin' through Hollywood, I'm feeling the fuckin' man
Hundred to see me, count it before I go to sleep, that's why I

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

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