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 some
And you know we to roll 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.
Music everything
M.O.E., M.O.E.
over everything
M.O.E., M.O.E.
Music everything

my time to perfect the beats
And I got love for the streets
gold chains and my nigga Wiz Khalif
Got tree, bring the drink, couple bad bitches, they just want
Juke playa fo' real? Don't bring me
Got girls up in the backseat
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 with
Always out of town, she my distant
Only pull in with tints and better
Gold rims, we ghetto, on the for cheddar
From a jet runway, I can land
Make more in a day your salary
Nigga why you mad at me? Talk
I don't sleep, man I

Wake up in the morning feeling so damn
I made 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 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

I roll up that Mary J, my song playin'
My clothes from the runway, my kush from the land
You's a baller or a hustler then you know I'm sayin'
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 smoke I'll probably die
I'm holding, gripping on the wheel, listening to my favorite jam
Ridin' through Hollywood, I'm 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 made so good to me
Me and my niggas bout to kick it some bitches
And you know we bout to roll 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.
Music over
M.O.E., M.O.E.
Music over
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, tryna make it
But I be out of town soon as I hit
Fifteen stacks runways, living lavish, big
You getting money like that
I put rhymes on the beat, T-Rawws on the
Don't hate me 'cause I'm where you be
I do mostly the minimum do
So my girls be yours times 22
Ride 22 2's and I up the deuce
Everything like a nigga Babe Ruth
Translucent roof, but her seem through
She just tryna it
you gotta do what you gotta do
Shit I ain't judge you
But don't me to love you, feelin' it?