Luyện nghe bài hát Hay

Sittin on a quarter 'P of hay, thangs is feelin' good
I'm tore up from the up, sippin' on some crown royal
in a circle of wood where everybody smoke they own bud
Good ol' hay, how you today?

Fine, blowed and dandy, silly I'm hype off candy
Gotta big, thick named Sandy
In the farm, in the of the barn
Where feelin' crazy

I went to visit house, now I see why don't nobody leave
We constantly, constantly, constantly B's
Too blitzed to even it off but I still got my head up
Cold finna go in the back of the barn

And get my big black sucked, pass the hay
You silly slut, it up so I can hit that bud
Git me zoned and I'll be on I love to smoke upon hay

Smokin' on hay in the of the barn
Smokin' on hay in the middle of the

The hay got me goin' a stage
And i just can't get enough, smokin'
I got hay and you know I'm finna roll it up
Make a cloud, I'm gonna take my mind away from all the bull

my sounds, lay back and roll
Mack to the freaks on the road
Sometimes I wonder I was blowed on the streets
Anybody wanna step to me, I'ma see how they be

In session, manifesting on my P's and Q's
Never snooze 'cause I refuse, inhale, the smell
Smokin' hay all by myself, wildstle, laughin'
Wit my homies by my side, if jump off let it ride

On my when time is live, everybody throw it up
Go to the barn and get some hay when I get my on
Fool you I'm smokin' on

Hay, now hay, we smokin' up hay in the middle of the
And I'm lit up, get up, my eyes are red
And my head is spinnin', took pull
Ridin' red bull, got the goofies, can't grinnin'

Got a posse full of hoes in my braids
And we to get in 'em
Over yonder is the barn the pals be at
And everything

Gotta pause some tryin' to blow my high
Smokin' all hay with no money
Now truly this wanna do me
So I hit the 151

She high the sun, thick like cornbread
And I'm ready to party, hay got me so goddamn horny
But I don't that tramp, the only reason I'm poppin' that coochie
'Cause the hoe had a book of food and I got the munchies

I need soul
Collard greens or beans
If you smoke hay the conflict do
Then you know what the i mean

Smokin' on hay in the of the barn
Smokin' on hay in the middle of the

Rollin' down the block, car full of
And the flies tried to rise up out dat crack
Got my niggas in the barn smokin' on hay stack
Back up on the from smokin herb

I creeped up on the wall and all I
Was a bud of mine who a needle in the hay
With a funky word, couldn't be myself
Couldn't wit nobody else if I didn't pass it to the left

Nigga would have lost my
Open up the window 'fore I and faint
But I can't I roll around in dat barn ride
Rollin' up the hootie hoo, roughest skin on dat west side

Nigga on in, I got some hay
you close dat barn door
Nigga you let them flies out for?
Ain't nobody to rich, we

all the contact smoke up in the barn
The flies us chokin' thank You, Jesus Christ
For all the hay givin us
we'll keep on smokin'

Smokin' on hay in the middle of the
Smokin' on hay in the of the barn