Luyện nghe bài hát Put On Tha Set

I got put on the set, Jimmy Jacks in a shack
with my Coolio, got me to' the fuck back
High as a UFO, in my drawers
in the hall, to the walls
Now a spooked, umm
*Snagglepuss voice* to merkatroids, I'm looped!
I'm tripping! *normal voice* Nigga what do I
It's me, that Dub C on the TV
Now I I'm buzzed
I'm on the TV but the TV's unplugged
Damn, this shit is the Twilight Zone
*sings theme* Na-na-na-na, I'm blowed!
Cause now I'm havin illusions,
of me on channel eleven on a black and white and
and the Gene are one of mine show
Hangin with and they sippin on the four-oh
Now I know I'm trippin *Martin voice* Oh my goodness!
Let me the TV and
Dizamn! Once there I go
But time it's channel thirteen on Arsenio
I'm smokin a wet one on the
Givin up a fat finger to the crowd
I'm faded, but not in a way in which you ever
peep the effects, yeah, I'm on the set
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Asshole standin in front of the set; I'm wet
Ain't no escapin when yo' ass is I'm wet
Look, look, way up in the sky just
look, look, and you'll find me high
So there I was, standin in front of the set
Kickin off the right before me eyes
High as a motherfucker was I to do?
Cause now the yerm has got me I'm on channel two
Peep it -- bip-bip-bip the bi-on-ic man I'm out of control
and now I see myself on Highway
from the Feds tryin to make my get away
but there's *singin* nowhere to run,
And now from this drama I needed a rest
So I went on four so I can catch my breath
Now this after five minutes of bein there
I met this motherfucker named the Fresh of Bel Air
Yeah this was funny I must admit it
but his Uncle and his Carlton was straight bitches
Them was cock blockin, talkin bout killin me
cause I em I wanted to fuck the shit out of Hillary, ooh
Now what's a realer trip to fantasy, all I
is she was good sportin them t-shirt and panties, huh
I can't believe this shit, I'm wet
Fuck tricks, my is playin with dipsticks, I'm on the set

Still blowed from the I'm askin was it worth it
like Slick Rick now Dub C is scared and I'm nervous
Cause now the changin by itself, uh-oh danger
Cause now I see myself on nine on the Gladiators
I'm swingin on a with a gauge
Boom, bang bang, you niggaz hang
Fuck a obstacle fool, I had them buff bitches
Mass now I hear one-time comin
So I swing to the exit, off and jetted
Thank God mama kept the gat ready
I left all them bitches behind, til I got to fifty-two
and there I found on Good Times
Here was me and this named J.J.
Out on a double date, just sippin on
Now umm, no need for me to pretenda
like my was all that like J.J.'s boo-boo Belinda
yo, but she had a ass like Thelma, titties Walona
off the Mad Dog I fucked around and boned her
Like J.J. the was dy-no-mite though
I must admit the hoe had a mug as as Flo'
I'm on tha set