Luyện nghe bài hát Hay

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

Fine, blowed and dandy, silly like I'm hype off
Gotta big, thick chic Sandy
In the farm, in the middle of the
Where everybody's feelin'

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

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

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

The hay got me goin' a stage
And i just get enough, smokin' everyday
I got some hay and you know I'm roll it up
Make a cloud, I'm gonna take my away from all the bull crap

my sounds, lay back and roll
Mack to the that's on the road
I wonder when I was blowed on the streets
Anybody wanna to me, I'ma see how rough 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, loud
Wit my homies by my side, if somethin' off let it ride

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

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

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

Gotta some nigga tryin' to blow my high
Smokin' all that hay with no
Now this bitch 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 like that tramp, the only reason I'm poppin' that coochie
'Cause the hoe had a book of stamps and I got the munchies

I need food
Collard or pinto beans
If you smoke hay the conflict do
you know what the hell i mean

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

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

I up on the wall and all I heard
Was a bud of mine who dropped a in the hay
With a funky word, couldn't be myself
Couldn't smoke wit else if I didn't pass it to the left

Nigga would lost my breath
Open up the 'fore I fall and faint
But I can't 'cause I roll in dat barn ride
Rollin' up the hootie hoo, roughest skin roller on dat side

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

Lettin' all the smoke up in the barn
The flies keep us chokin' thank You, Jesus
For all the hay you're us
'Cause we'll keep on

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