Luyện nghe bài hát House Of Balloons / Glass Table Girls

Been on level
Since you
No more
You look my eyes
You can't recognize my
in my world now
You can
You can
But you to me
You to me

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

This is a happy (A happy house)
We're happy here (We're 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
Same clothes, you ain't for your day shift
This place burn you up
But baby it's okay, my niggas next door
They be working in the trap, so get if you want
Just don't it on me girl
That you didn't call your
Just don't blame it on me
'Cause you wanted to fun

If it hurts to
the window
Oh, your mind to leave
But you go

This is a house
We're 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,
Bring own stash of the greatest, trade it
Roll a dub, burn a dub, cough a dub, it
Then, us chase it
With a of pills, no chasers
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 back to the crib
Superstar lines back at the
And we can out the tables
We got some new tables
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 than a wet nap
And no closed
So I listen to her echo
"I he do drugs now"
You heard wrong I on them for a minute, we just never act a fool,
That's just how we fuckin'
And when we act a fool, it's 'cause we mixed it
I'm always on that okey dokey
Them boys know the deal, ain't no fuckin' phony
Big O know the deal, he the one who me
Watch me ride this beat like he fuckin' told me
"Is that your girl, her fucking story?"
"She kinda bad but she ride it like a pony"
I cut down on her man, be her story
I'm talking 'bout you man, get to know me
Ain't no offense though, I you
If you a real man, dude, you gon' the truth
But I'm a nice with 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 glass
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 gone so
out the glass tables
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