Luyện nghe bài hát Power Moves

[South Park
Yo, yo. It's all these Power Moves, right?
It's all about these Moves.
Yo, think you understand what I'm
Uh.

I need to & take a 48 hour cruise,
Power Moves: I'm but you cowards lose.
Shout the news, we paid our dues.
It's not how I can, how I choose.
The done rule,
up, out the blue.
I show haters hell & buy 'em too.
If I was you, I wouldn't leave around your crew
They wouldn't find you the year 2002.
I be loot
Climbin' like a boo
In the land where dope fiends the glass flutes.
Off in the night, at the scene green.
While most men we're servin' fiend after fiend.
'86 bricks.
Got takin' tricks.
Makin' hits, while I'm at eatin' steak & grits.
Bring the noise to you boys, my Hillwood Opera.
ain't no stoppin' a muthafuckin' conqueror.

Moves.
Moves.
Moves.
Moves.

[Bushwick:] Hey yo!
"Hey yo we got your turn here, right?"
"We got my T, SPM in here"

Now it's all about team
There's to feed all on God's green earth.
I the game not me first.
try to act killer but I seen worse.
Feet first so get a taste of our eagle.
Wet T-shirts. I people.
Eagle trip shit be irrelevant. [big laugh]
You like the smell of shit you street elegance.
I push
Fuck under the cushions.
If there's only 1 bitch, I bet she's 2 dicks.
SPM & Bushwick: top fillas,
Mexican & me, Jamaican killer.
Power's the act e-ffective progress.
that when you see our 600 topless.
3rd coast, H-Town to 3rd
You got 3 wishes make the best of it.

Moves.
Moves.
Moves.
Moves.

[Bushwick:] You wanna a Mexican? Fuck with us cause...

[South Mexican:]
Call me Papa Trump, or Mack-10
Back when I took like, Cracklin'.
The clash of the Titans, passin' my
On Tha Cut goin' faster than lightnin'.
My yellow hood's right the woods
So every moon I dance with wolves.
Used to fool with crack, now I'm through that,
I just up the SPM School of Rap.
Jump for joy H-Town, the takin' over
Like when they mixed weed with a cup of soda,
Playin'
Breakin'
Shake your
Make you haters know this that your silly is bogus
control us
We stay
But lay the lowest, blaze a
My brain's in
& they us
performance
I'm organs
& pray the
Kickin' like Bruce, all this
Now the Chorus.

Moves.
Moves.
Moves.
Moves.

[Bushwick:] Hey! Y'all thought I was gone, [*laughs*]
I wanna say to my muthafuckin' homies
L.A. to New York, to the Midwest, to the Durdysouth.
You know what I'm
Keep it real, keep it real, keep it [*fades out*]

Talkin' about that Power Moves. [starting "L.A."],
Talkin' about that Moves.
Talkin' about Power Moves.
Moves.
Hey!
Moves.
Moves.