Luyện nghe bài hát Moe

Wake up in the feeling so damn good
I music so good to me
Me and my niggas bout to kick it with 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 everything
M.O.E., M.O.E.
Music over
M.O.E., M.O.E.
Music everything
M.O.E., M.O.E.
over everything

Taking my to perfect 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
Juke playa fo' real? Don't around me
Got lapped up in the backseat
Runnin' like attract me, me, leather on the 6th speed
it when she got her own shit together
Got shit to lose, she with whatever
Always out of town, she my distant
pull in driveways with tints and better
Gold rims, we ghetto, on the for cheddar
From a jet runway, I can land
more in a day than your salary
Nigga why you mad at me? cheap
I lose sleep, man I

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

M.O.E., M.O.E.
over 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

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

Wake up in the morning so damn good
I made music so to me
Me and my niggas bout to kick it with some
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.
over everything
M.O.E., M.O.E.
Music everything
M.O.E., M.O.E.
Music over
M.O.E., M.O.E.
Music everything

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