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, talkin to the
Now a spooked, umm
voice* Heavens to merkatroids, I'm looped!
I'm tripping! *normal Nigga what do I see?
me, that 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
*sings theme* Na-na-na-na, I'm blowed!
Cause now I'm havin illusions,
of me on eleven on a black and white tube and
and the Gene are one of mine show
Hangin with Sinead and sippin on the four-oh
Now I know I'm trippin *Martin Lawrence Oh my goodness!
Let me the TV and
Dizamn! Once there I go
But this time channel thirteen on Arsenio
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 you ever seen
the side effects, yeah, I'm on the set
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Asshole naked 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 I was, standin in front of the set mesmerized
Kickin off the scenery before me eyes
as a motherfucker what was I to do?
Cause now the yerm has got me 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 Patrol
from the Feds tryin to make my get away
but there's *singin* to run, ba-bay
And now exhausted from this drama I a rest
So I went on channel four so I can catch my
Now who's after five minutes of bein there
I met this motherfucker named the Fresh of Bel Air
Yeah this was funny I must admit it
but his and his cousin Carlton was straight bitches
niggaz was cock blockin, talkin bout killin me
cause I em I wanted to fuck the shit out of Hillary, ooh
Now what's a realer to fantasy, all I know
is she was lookin sportin them t-shirt and panties, huh
I can't this shit, nigga I'm wet
Fuck tricks, my is playin with dipsticks, I'm on the set

Still blowed from the chemicals I'm askin was it it
Cause Slick Rick now Dub C is scared 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 with a gauge
Boom, bang, you niggaz can't hang
Fuck a obstacle fool, I had them bitches runnin
Mass now I hear one-time comin
So I swing to the exit, jumped off and
God mama kept the baby gat ready
I left all them bitches behind, til I got to fifty-two
and there I found on Good Times
was me and this nigga named J.J.
Out on a double date, sippin on Kool-Aid
Now umm, ain't no need for me to
like my date was all that like J.J.'s boo-boo
yo, but she had a ass like Thelma, titties Walona
off the Mad Dog I fucked 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