Moe Life — текст песни (Big Moe f Noke D, Toya)

(*talking*)
Still paying dues, ain`t that right Moe-Yo
Yeah, you gotta pay your dues man (ha)
We still getting it, yes sir
It don`t never stop, Wreckshop (Wreckshop)

[Hook: Toya & Noke D]
Everyday I`m living, to leave this game
Praying one day, that my niggaz will see the same
Gotta make that money mayn
I`m on the grind, trying hard to get the finer things
(Lord knows I wanna leave, I hope that you feeling me
I pray that it`s meant to be, I`m stacking my currensy
Paying duuu-uuu-uuues
I don`t wanna lose, this game)

[Big Moe]
I remember putting FED time, on the line
Selling drank in the morning, until I lay down
Through the streets of 3rd Ward, when times are getting hard
From lucky seven and jewel, when he be jack mob
It was back in 9-2, up in High School
I wanted to sing, but still I was paying dues
Fast money had a nigga, trying to shine mayn
From I got one a dolla-dolla, trying to hit stangs
With my mama and my brother, on side of me
My name is M-O-E, slash Barre Baby
Now looking back at my life, and I`m starting to see
From my father that`s up above, it was meant to be

[Hook]

[Big Moe]
I`ve been scratching the surface, trying to get a lil` do`
Slide through the hood, distributing 10-4
Remember Moe, from a 3rd Ward house
Ha-ha, I done been fly
And then baby 9-8, with the windows tinted up
On the way to Screw house, still cutting me a dub
The hood was tough, but I called a nigga bluff
Monnie got the drank, and she`ll bust
The vehicle stayed loaded, with a lil` something purple
The Barre Baby came out, with a lil` syrup in his gurble
Job, doing a year County behind bars
Hour midnight about two, and I`m riding through 3rd Ward
And I heard God, about in `98
My little brother hit the Penn, in the streets touching yay
I`m puffing bay, trying to let my stress go
I wanna stop, but my mother still in the ghetto

[Hook]