Luyện nghe bài hát Put On Tha Set

I got put on the set, smokin Jimmy in a shack
with my nigga Coolio, got me to' the fuck
High as a UFO, standin in my
in the hall, to the walls
Now a spooked, umm
*Snagglepuss voice* 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 is like the Twilight Zone
*sings theme* Na-na-na-na, I'm blowed!
now I'm havin illusions, illusions
of me on eleven on a black and white tube and
and the Gene are one of mine show
Hangin with Sinead and they on the four-oh
Now I I'm trippin *Martin Lawrence voice* Oh my goodness!
Let me the TV and
Dizamn! Once again I go
But this time it's channel thirteen on
I'm a wet one on the couch
up a fat middle finger to the crowd
I'm faded, but not in a way in which you 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 escapin when yo' ass is I'm wet
Look, look, way up in the sky just
look, look, and find me flyin high
So there I was, standin in front of the set
Kickin off the scenery right me eyes
High as a motherfucker was I to do?
Cause now the has got me thinkin I'm on channel two
it -- bip-bip-bip like the bi-on-ic man I'm out of control
and now I see myself on Highway
Runnin the Feds tryin to make my get away
but there's *singin* to run, ba-bay
And now exhausted this drama I needed a rest
So I on channel four so I can catch my breath
Now who's this after minutes of bein there
I met this motherfucker named the Prince of Bel Air
Yeah this nigga was funny I admit it
but his Uncle and his Carlton was straight bitches
Them niggaz was cock blockin, bout killin me
cause I told em I wanted to fuck the out of Hillary, ooh
Now what's a realer to fantasy, all I know
is she was lookin good sportin them and panties, huh
I believe this shit, nigga I'm wet
Fuck tricks, my mind is with dipsticks, I'm on the set

Still blowed from the chemicals I'm askin was it it
Cause like Slick Rick now Dub C is and I'm nervous
Cause now the TV's by itself, uh-oh danger
Cause now I see on channel nine on the Gladiators
I'm swingin on a rope a gauge
Boom, bang, you niggaz can't hang
Fuck a obstacle fool, I had them buff bitches
Mass confusion now I hear comin
So I to the exit, jumped off and jetted
Thank God mama the baby gat ready
I left all bitches behind, til I got to channel fifty-two
and there I found myself on 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 date was all like J.J.'s boo-boo Belinda
yo, but she had a ass like Thelma, like Walona
Drunk off the Mad Dog I fucked and boned her
J.J. the pussy was dy-no-mite though
I must the hoe had a mug as ugly as Flo'
I'm on tha set