Luyện nghe bài hát Put On Tha Set

I got put on the set, smokin Jimmy 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 Heavens to merkatroids, I'm looped!
I'm tripping! *normal voice* what do I see?
It's me, nigga Dub C on the TV
Now I know I'm
cause I'm on the TV but the unplugged
Damn, this shit is like the Zone
theme* Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na; I'm blowed!
Cause now I'm havin illusions,
of me on channel eleven on a black and tube and
Mack and the Gene are one of mine
with Sinead and they sippin on the four-oh
Now I know I'm trippin *Martin voice* Oh my goodness!
Let me the TV and
Dizamn! again there I go
But time it's channel thirteen on Arsenio
I'm smokin a wet one on the
Givin up a fat middle to the crowd
I'm faded, but not in a way in which you ever
the side effects, yeah, I'm on the set
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Asshole naked standin in front of the I'm wet
Ain't no escapin yo' ass is wet; I'm wet
Look, look, way up in the sky everybody
look, look, and you'll find me flyin
So there I was, standin in of the set mesmerized
Kickin off the scenery before me eyes
High as a what was I to do?
Cause now the yerm has got me thinkin I'm on two
Peep it -- bip-bip-bip the bi-on-ic man I'm out of control
and now I see on Highway Patrol
Runnin from the tryin to make my get away
but there's nowhere to run, ba-bay
And now exhausted from this I needed a rest
So I went on channel four so I can catch my
Now this after five minutes of bein there
I met this motherfucker named the Prince of Bel Air
Yeah this was funny I must admit it
but his Uncle and his cousin Carlton was straight
Them niggaz was blockin, talkin bout killin me
cause I told em I wanted to the shit out of Hillary, ooh
Now what's a realer to fantasy, all I know
is she was lookin good them t-shirt and panties, huh
I can't this shit, nigga I'm wet
tricks, my mind is playin with dipsticks, I'm on the set

Still blowed from the chemicals I'm 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 on a rope with a gauge
Boom, bang bang, you can't hang
Fuck a obstacle fool, I had them buff bitches
Mass now I hear one-time comin
So I swing to the exit, jumped off and
Thank God mama the baby gat ready
I left all them bitches behind, til I got to fifty-two
and there I found myself on Times
Here was me and this nigga J.J.
Out on a double date, sippin on Kool-Aid
Now umm, no need for me to pretenda
like my date was all that J.J.'s boo-boo Belinda
yo, but she had a ass Thelma, titties like Walona
Drunk off the Mad Dog I around and boned her
Like J.J. the pussy was though
I must the hoe had a mug as ugly as Flo'
I'm on tha set