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 back
High as a UFO, in my drawers
in the hall, talkin to the
Now a spooked, umm
*Snagglepuss Heavens to merkatroids, I'm looped!
I'm tripping! *normal Nigga what do I see?
It's me, nigga Dub C on the TV
Now I I'm buzzed
cause I'm on the TV but the unplugged
Damn, shit is like the Twilight 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 and white tube and
Mack and the are one of mine show
Hangin with and they sippin on the four-oh
Now I know I'm trippin Lawrence voice* Oh my goodness!
Let me the TV and
Dizamn! Once again I go
But this time it's channel on Arsenio
I'm a wet one on the couch
Givin up a fat finger 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 of the set; I'm wet
Ain't no escapin yo' ass is wet; I'm wet
Look, look, way up in the sky just
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?
now the yerm has got me thinkin I'm on channel two
Peep it -- like 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 exhausted from this drama I a rest
So I went on channel so I can catch my breath
Now who's after five minutes of bein there
I met this motherfucker named the Fresh of Bel Air
Yeah this nigga was I must admit it
but his Uncle and his cousin was straight bitches
Them niggaz was cock blockin, bout killin me
I told em I wanted to fuck the shit out of Hillary, ooh
Now what's a trip to fantasy, all I know
is she was good sportin them t-shirt 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 changin by itself, uh-oh
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 bitches runnin
Mass confusion now I one-time comin
So I swing to the exit, off and jetted
Thank God mama the baby gat ready
I left all them behind, til I got to channel fifty-two
and there I found myself on Good
was me and this nigga named J.J.
Out on a double date, just sippin on
Now umm, ain't no need for me to
like my was all that 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
Like J.J. the pussy was dy-no-mite
I must admit the hoe had a mug as as Flo'
I'm on tha set