Luyện nghe bài hát Glass House

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Don't you wanna that ass in this glass house.
Don't, don't you wanna rest ass in this glass house.
Don't you wanna rest ass in this glass house.
If you aint suckin or than get yo ass out.

Dash digital critical
Hate to it so blatant baby
But I aint
you got me confused
With one of them dudes.
I none of them.
Under breath mumbling.
Scared to tell them what it is.
You put in that position.
I chill all that baller fishing
You fucked around and you a shark.
hard, tear your feelings apart.
I'm focused on getting my rims powder-coated.
One of the dopest, I'm one
You ibuprofen, what is you smoking?
Them bogus growers, got you choking
The options open, you can hide with suckas
Or ride low and get than a motherfucka!

Straight stunting, niggas I take from them.
They bitches that is, get up in the car wiz
They know gonna bake something, aint frontin'.
Smoking it off the eighth
Get it twisted you see me on your computer screen
because you got wireless you get as high as us
Bitches they lame niggas to ride with us
Planes over in the fly we trust.
Just by the smell obvious
That my connect from cali
Im good long as the piling up
All the while im quick lane pimping
Big twisting
Walking how I it bitch that's Pittsburgh pimping.

Now I was candy coated, bendin
55th wheelin' made a killin' with the grill nd' chandelier cellin', plush linen
Is you fucking, is you
I was cuz if not
be pushing on my buttons in my cutlass
Unless you cuttin'. Bitch I'm saying
I aint tricking is the reason that this porno playing
Trunk shaking knocking pictures off the
maiden call, 808 mean no draws
You got friends, I em' all
What you you aint nasty
Why the fuck you
Just what you got to do to get up in my plane.
pimp mouth piece frigid
Dolomite out of
Show you right, can you dig it,