Luyện nghe bài hát Moe

Wake up in the feeling so damn good
I music so good to me
Me and my bout to kick it with some 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.
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

Taking my time to the beats
And I still got for the streets
Keen gold chains and my Wiz Khalif
Got tree, bring the drink, couple bad bitches, they want V-I-P
Juke playa fo' real? bring around me
Got girls lapped up in the
Runnin' like attract me, me, leather on the 6th speed
it when she got her own shit together
Got to lose, then she with whatever
Always out of town, she my lover
Only pull in driveways tints and better
Gold rims, we ghetto, on the chase for
From a jet runway, I can wherever
Make more in a day than your
Nigga why you mad at me? Talk
I don't sleep, man I

Wake up in the morning feeling so damn
I made music so to me
Me and my niggas bout to kick it some bitches
And you know we to roll 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 over
M.O.E., M.O.E.
Music everything
M.O.E., M.O.E.
Music everything

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

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

M.O.E., M.O.E.
Music 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

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