Luyện nghe bài hát Moe

Wake up in the morning feeling so good
I made music so 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 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

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

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

I roll up that Mary J, my favorite song
My from the runway, my kush come from the land
You's a baller or a hustler then you know I'm sayin'
Them haters they talkin', hear em talk, I don't
I'm rollin', do a 95, smoking getting mighty high
Rolling since '99, smoke so much I'll probably fly
If I don't smoke I'll 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, it before I go to sleep, that's 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 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.
over everything
M.O.E., M.O.E.
Music over
M.O.E., M.O.E.
Music everything

Drive til I'm out of gas
money like this, can't look back
She a one night stand, make it last
But I be out of town as I hit that
Fifteen stacks runways, living lavish, big
You ain't getting money like
I put on the beat, T-Rawws on the feet
Don't me 'cause 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 nigga Ruth
roof, but her dress seem through
She tryna make it
you gotta do what you gotta do
Shit I ain't judge you
But don't expect me to love you, it?