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 royal
Trippin' in a circle of wood where everybody they own bud
ol' hay, how you feel today?

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

I to visit granny's house, now I see why don't nobody leave
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 slut, blaze 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 of the barn
Smokin' on hay in the of the barn

The hay got me through a stage
And i just can't get enough, everyday
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

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

In this session, on my P's and Q's
Never snooze 'cause I refuse, inhale, exhale the
hay all by myself, wildstle, laughin' 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 hay when I get my choke on
Fool you know I'm 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', another pull
red bull, got the goofies, can't stop grinnin'

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

Gotta pause some nigga tryin' to blow my
all that 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 to party, that hay got me so goddamn horny
But I don't like that tramp, the reason I'm poppin' that coochie
'Cause the hoe had a book of food stamps and I got the

I need food
Collard greens or pinto
If you smoke hay 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

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

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

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

Nigga come on in, I got hay
you close dat barn door
Nigga what you let them flies out
Ain't to rich, we poor

Lettin' all the contact up in the barn
The flies keep us chokin' You, Jesus Christ
For all the hay you're us
we'll keep on smokin'

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