Luyện nghe bài hát Put On Tha Set

I got put on the set, Jimmy Jacks in a shack
with my nigga Coolio, got me to' the back
High as a UFO, standin in my
in the hall, talkin to the
Now a spooked, umm
*Snagglepuss voice* to merkatroids, I'm looped!
I'm tripping! voice* Nigga what do I see?
It's me, nigga Dub C on the TV
Now I know I'm
I'm on the TV but the TV's unplugged
Damn, this shit is like the Zone
*sings 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 show
Hangin with Sinead and sippin on the four-oh
Now I know I'm trippin *Martin voice* Oh my goodness!
Let me the TV and
Dizamn! Once again I go
But this time it's channel thirteen on
I'm smokin a wet one on the
Givin up a fat middle finger to the
I'm faded, but not in a way in you ever seen
the side effects, yeah, I'm on the set
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Asshole standin in front of the set; I'm wet
Ain't no when yo' ass is wet; I'm wet
Look, look, way up in the sky just
look, look, and you'll find me high
So I was, standin in front of the set mesmerized
Kickin off the scenery right before me
High as a motherfucker was I to do?
Cause now the yerm has got me thinkin I'm on two
Peep it -- like the bi-on-ic man I'm out of control
and now I see myself on Patrol
from the Feds tryin to make my get away
but there's *singin* nowhere to run,
And now exhausted from this I needed a rest
So I went on four so I can catch my breath
Now who's this after five minutes of there
I met this motherfucker named the Fresh of Bel Air
Yeah this nigga was funny I admit it
but his Uncle and his cousin Carlton was bitches
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
Fuck tricks, my mind is playin dipsticks, I'm on the set

Still blowed from the chemicals I'm was it worth it
Cause like Rick now Dub C is scared and I'm nervous
Cause now the TV's changin by itself, uh-oh
Cause now I see myself on channel nine on the
I'm swingin on a rope a gauge
Boom, bang bang, you niggaz hang
Fuck a obstacle fool, I had them buff runnin
Mass now I hear one-time comin
So I to the exit, jumped off and jetted
Thank God mama kept the gat ready
I all them bitches behind, til I got to channel fifty-two
and I found myself on Good Times
Here was me and nigga named J.J.
Out on a double date, sippin on Kool-Aid
Now umm, ain't no need for me to
my date was all that like J.J.'s boo-boo Belinda
yo, but she had a ass like Thelma, titties Walona
Drunk off the Mad Dog I fucked around and her
Like J.J. the pussy was though
I admit the hoe had a mug as ugly as Flo'
I'm on tha set