Luyện nghe bài hát House Of Balloons / Glass Table Girls

Been on level
you came
No more
You look into my
You can't recognize my
You're in my now
You can
You can
But you to me
You to me

If it to breathe
the window
Oh, mind wants to leave
But you go

This is a happy (A happy house)
We're here (We're happy here)
In a happy
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 so much quicker than the days did
Same clothes, you ain't ready for your day
place will burn you up
But baby okay, they my niggas next door
They be in the trap, so get louder if you want
Just blame it on me girl
you didn't call your home
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

This is a house
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 who be down for that
Whatever,
your own stash of the greatest, trade it
Roll a dub, a dub, cough a dub, taste it
Then, us chase it
With a handful of pills, no
Jaw clenching on super-sized papers
And she bad in a band
Escaping, her van is a
And it's six
Weed's nice 'cause time exist
And when the stars shine to the crib
Superstar lines back at the
And we can out the tables
We got some new tables
All glass and four feet wide
But it's a must to get us ten high
She me sex in a handbag
I got her than a wet nap
And no closed
So I listen to her echo
"I he do drugs now"
You heard I been on them for a minute, we just never act a fool,
just how we fuckin' livin'
And when we act a fool, it's probably 'cause we it
Yeah I'm always on okey dokey
Them white boys the deal, ain't no fuckin' phony
Big O the deal, he the one who showed me
Watch me ride this fucking like he fuckin' told me
"Is that girl, what's her fucking story?"
"She kinda bad but she it like a fucking pony"
I cut on her man, be her fuckin' story
Yeah I'm 'bout 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 some nice dreams
And we could this to a nightmare, Elm Street

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

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

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

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

the 707 out
the 707 out