Luyện nghe bài hát House Of Balloons

Been on another
you came
No pain
You into my eyes
You can't my face
You're in my now
You can
You can
But you to me
You to me

If it to breathe
the window
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

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

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

is a happy house
We're happy
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 your own of the greatest, trade it
Roll a dub, burn a dub, a dub, taste it
Then, watch us it
With a handful of pills, no
Jaw clenching on some super-sized
And she bad in a band
Escaping, her van is a
And half-past six
Weed's nice 'cause time exist
And when the shine back to the crib
Superstar lines back at the
And we can out the tables
We got some brand new
All glass and it's four wide
But it's a must to get us ten feet
She give me sex in a
I got her wetter a wet nap
And no doors
So I to her moans echo
"I heard he do now"
You wrong I been on them for a minute, we just never act a fool,
That's 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 phony
Big O know the deal, he the one who me
me ride this fucking beat like he fuckin' told me
"Is that your girl, her fucking story?"
"She kinda bad but she ride it a fucking pony"
I cut on her man, be her fuckin' story
Yeah I'm 'bout you man, get to know me
no offense though, I promise you
If you a real man, dude, you decide the truth
But I'm a nice dude with some nice
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 gone so
out the glass tables
the 707 out

the 707 out
the 707 out