Luyện nghe bài hát Hay

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

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

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

And get my big black peter sucked, the hay
You silly slut, blaze it up so I can hit bud
Git me and I'll be on 'cuz 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' through a
And i just get enough, smokin' everyday
I got some hay and you know I'm finna it up
Make a cloud, I'm gonna take my mind away all the bull crap

Bump my sounds, lay and roll
to the freaks that's on the road
Sometimes I when I was blowed on the streets
Anybody step to me, I'ma see how rough they be

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

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

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

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

She high the sun, thick like cornbread
And I'm ready to party, that hay got me so horny
But I like that tramp, the only reason I'm poppin' that coochie
the hoe had a book of food stamps and I got the munchies

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

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

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

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

would have lost my breath
Open up the 'fore I fall and faint
But I can't 'cause I 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 to rich, we poor

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

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