Luyện nghe bài hát Hay

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

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

I went to visit granny's house, now I see why 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 back of the

And get my big peter sucked, pass the hay
You slut, blaze it up so I can hit that 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 can't get enough, everyday
I got some hay and you know I'm 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 that's on the road
Sometimes I wonder when I was on the streets
Anybody wanna step to me, I'ma see how rough be

In this session, on my P's and Q's
Never snooze 'cause I refuse, inhale, exhale the
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
you know 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, stop grinnin'

Got a posse full of 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 to blow my high
all that hay with no money
Now truly bitch wanna do me
So I hit the 151

She like 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
'Cause the hoe had a book of food and I got the munchies

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

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

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

I creeped up on the and all I heard
Was a bud of mine who a needle 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 window 'fore I fall and
But I can't I roll around in dat barn ride
Rollin' up the hootie hoo, roughest skin roller on dat west

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

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

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