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 fuck
as a UFO, standin in my drawers
in the hall, talkin to the
Now a spooked, umm
*Snagglepuss Heavens 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 I'm buzzed
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 illusions, illusions
of me on channel eleven on a black and white and
Mack and the Gene are one of show
Hangin with Sinead and they sippin on the
Now I know I'm trippin Lawrence voice* Oh my goodness!
Let me the TV and
Dizamn! again there I go
But this time it's 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
peep the 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 when yo' ass is I'm wet
Look, look, way up in the sky everybody
look, look, and you'll find me flyin
So I was, standin in front of the set mesmerized
off the scenery 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 on Highway Patrol
Runnin from the tryin to make my get away
but *singin* nowhere to run, ba-bay
And now from this drama I needed a rest
So I went on channel so I can catch my breath
Now who's this after five minutes of there
I met this motherfucker the Fresh Prince of Bel Air
Yeah this was funny I must admit it
but his Uncle and his cousin was straight bitches
Them niggaz was cock blockin, talkin 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 sportin 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 I'm askin was it worth it
Cause like Slick Rick now Dub C is scared and I'm
now the TV's changin by itself, uh-oh danger
Cause now I see myself on channel on the Gladiators
I'm on a rope with a gauge
Boom, bang bang, you niggaz can't
Fuck a fool, I had them buff bitches runnin
Mass confusion now I hear comin
So I swing to the exit, jumped off and
Thank God kept the baby gat ready
I left all bitches behind, til I got to channel fifty-two
and there I myself on Good Times
was me and this nigga named J.J.
Out on a double date, just on Kool-Aid
Now umm, no need for me to pretenda
my date was all that like 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 admit the hoe had a mug as ugly as Flo'
I'm on tha set