Luyện nghe bài hát 47 Pop Stars

Hey yo, as if 47 MCs enough
I got 47 pop stars, stars comin' at you
Yo, 'em, here we go

do it, just do it
do it do it do it
Just do it to it
Put ya hands up high and it

Sometimes I weird throw verbal Spears like Britney
That literally go here to Houston, be just like Whitney
Battle me ya me you a funny cat
I bet 50 Cents for Eminems ya get a Nickelback
The track I'm rippin' ain't really hard
See Jesus gives to every child of God

I'm battle kind of raw but what did you, you think?
No race religion or the color or the Creed
If ya brown pink or in or out of sync
Or hang with the Beastie just on the backstreet
You can live in Linkin' Park no matter to me
See the of peace is guaranteed to give ya what you need

do it, just do it
do it do it do it
Just do it to it
Put ya hands up high and it

Just do it, do it
do it do it do it
Just do it to it
Put ya hands up high and it

One day these peep they goin' past me
Walkin' with a limp eatin' Bizkits they was all Shaggy
I said, "What's all y'all name?" That's the question that I'm
I'm Michael, that Celine, Dion, that's Jackson
That's Rickey, that's Martin, that's Tony and Braxton
Dru is on the Hill chillin' and relaxin'
lost her keys and she's really kind of sad and
I said, "U2 no doubt I how that be happening"

But I all the Dixie Chicks to gather in
And let me just the reason why I'm rappin' and
So I told Mariah, he my sin and died for me
My faith is in Christ who on hill calvary
Gave his for mine so Genuine I try to be
If the world tries to stop me, I Against The Machine
So I turn ya up and head to the spot
Get loose like a watch the Kid Rock

do it, just do it
do it do it do it
Just do it to it
Put ya hands up high and it

Just do it, do it
do it do it do it
Just do it to it
Put ya hands up and move it

My uncle was eatin' Korn on a all alone
It was 98 Degrees out he was out Counting
And it was just then my papa saw a roach
He dropped his Red Hot Chili Peppers and he ran home
And just went and up John the Mayor on the phone
It's a 311, 3 doors down now be slow
But he was like wait a second up a minute bro
Before I over their's somethin' you should know

Jesus is the firm not a Rolling Stone
Him Heaven not Nirvana is where you'll go
I try to and let ya know but ya Third Eye is Blind
So need to open them up wide
if you have to Blink 182 times
It's just so obvious that it can't
TLC tender lovin' he'll provide
From to boys to men need to let him inside

Just do it, do it
do it do it do it
Just do it to it
Put ya up high and move it

Just do it, do it
do it do it do it
Just do it to it
Put ya hands up and move it