Luyện nghe bài hát Moe

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

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

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

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

Wake up in the feeling so damn good
I music so good to me
Me and my niggas bout to kick it with some
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.
over everything
M.O.E., M.O.E.
Music over
M.O.E., M.O.E.
over everything
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 as I hit that
Fifteen runways, living lavish, big carrots
You ain't money like that
I put on the beat, T-Rawws on the feet
hate me 'cause I'm where you wanna be
I do mostly what the do
So my girls be yours times 22
Ride 22 2's and I chunk up the
great like a nigga Babe Ruth
Translucent roof, but her seem through
She just make it
Guess you gotta do what you do
Shit I ain't judge you
But don't expect me to love you, it?