Luyện nghe bài hát House Of Balloons / Glass Table Girls

Been on level
you came
No more
You into my eyes
You can't recognize my
You're in my 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 ready 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 louder if you
Just blame it on me girl
That you didn't call your
Just don't blame it on me
'Cause you to have fun

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

is a happy house
We're happy
In a house
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
Roll a dub, burn a dub, a dub, taste it
Then, watch us it
With a handful of pills, no
Jaw on some super-sized papers
And she bad in a head
Escaping, her van is a
And it's six
Weed's nice 'cause time don't
And when the stars back to the crib
Superstar lines at the crib
And we can test out the
We got brand new tables
All glass and four feet wide
But a must to get us ten feet high
She give me sex in a
I got her wetter a wet nap
And no doors
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 livin'
And when we act a fool, it's 'cause we mixed it
Yeah I'm always on that okey
white boys know the deal, ain't no fuckin' phony
Big O know the deal, he the one who me
Watch me ride this fucking beat like he fuckin' me
"Is your 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 talking you man, get to know me
no offense though, I promise you
If you a man, dude, you gon' decide the truth
But I'm a nice dude with nice 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
Bring out the 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