Luyện nghe bài hát Hay

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

Fine, blowed and dandy, like I'm hype off candy
Gotta big, chic named Sandy
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, smokin' B's
Too to even shake it off but I still got my head up
Cold hard finna go in the back of the

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 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, everyday
I got some hay and you know I'm finna it up
Make a cloud, I'm gonna take my mind from all the bull crap

Bump my sounds, lay 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 this session, on my P's and Q's
Never snooze 'cause I refuse, inhale, the smell
hay all by myself, wildstle, laughin' loud
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 when I get my on
you know I'm smokin' on

Hay, now hay, we smokin' up hay in the of the barn
And I'm lit up, get up, my eyes are red
And my is spinnin', took another pull
Ridin' red bull, got the goofies, 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 funny

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

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

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

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

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

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

Nigga would have lost my
up the window '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

come on in, I got some hay
Won't you close dat barn
Nigga what you let flies out for?
Ain't to rich, we poor

Lettin' all the contact up in the barn
The keep 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 middle of the