Luyện nghe bài hát House Of Balloons

Been on level
you came
No pain
You look my eyes
You recognize my face
You're in my now
You can
You can
But you to me
You to me

If it hurts to
Open the
Oh, your wants to leave
But you go

This is a happy house (A house)
We're happy (We're happy here)
In a house
Oh is fun, fun, fun fun (This is fun)
Fun, fun fun fun (This is fun to me)
Fun, fun fun fun

Music got you
Nights ends so much quicker the days did
clothes, you ain't ready for your day shift
This place burn you up
But baby it's okay, they my niggas door
be working in the trap, so get louder if you want
Just blame it on me girl
That you call your home
Just don't it on me girl
'Cause you to have fun

If it hurts to
Open the
Oh, your mind wants to
But you go

This is a happy
happy here
In a happy
Oh is fun, fun, fun fun
Fun, fun fun fun,
Fun, fun fun fun

the 707 out
the 707 out
the 707 out
the 707 out
the 707 out
the 7

Two puffs for the lady who be for that
Whatever,
Bring own stash of the greatest, trade it
a dub, burn a dub, cough a dub, taste it
Then, us chase it
With a of pills, no chasers
Jaw clenching on super-sized papers
And she bad in a head
Escaping, her van is a
And it's six
Weed's nice 'cause time exist
And when the stars shine back to the
lines back at the crib
And we can out the tables
We got some brand new
All glass and it's four feet
But it's a to get us ten feet high
She me sex in a handbag
I got her than a wet nap
And no closed
So I listen to her moans
"I he do drugs now"
You heard wrong I been on them for a minute, we just act a fool,
just how we fuckin' livin'
And when we act a fool, it's probably we mixed it
I'm always on that okey dokey
Them white boys know the deal, ain't no fuckin'
Big O the deal, he the one who showed me
Watch me ride this fucking beat he fuckin' told me
"Is that girl, what's her fucking story?"
"She kinda bad but she ride it a fucking pony"
I cut down on her man, be her fuckin'
Yeah I'm talking you man, get to know me
Ain't no offense though, I you
If you a real man, dude, you decide the truth
But I'm a nice dude with some dreams
And we turn this to a nightmare, Elm Street

La la la la la la la la
I'm so gone, so
out the glass tables
the 707 out

La la la la la la la la
I'm so gone, so
out the glass tables
the 707 out

La la la la la la la la
I'm so so gone
out the glass tables
the 707 out

La la la la la la la la
I'm so so gone
out the glass tables
the 707 out

the 707 out
the 707 out