Luyện nghe bài hát Superstars Remix

1:

Hey yo first first
It's to shake ground in the eighth round
Box & break down
From the & the wild tone, jump in the cyclone
S t y l e s, yes I
Red beam,
red beam
Put 'em up,
You a bad seed
Off the wall spitting, in the tag-team
What's up now? jump down, stuff they can't

Yo! you kno the routine, the effect
Please, step, you wanna be one of my pet peeve's
The more beef the better, sound but you all wanna creep together
Ok? in the club a cheesy sweater
Why not, we got so much street credit, the rookie let us
Now foolish, cuz we don't act sweet
Cuz I can run 10 in a track meet

Keep it it's on now
Making it punk
the funk rile
Rip it apart
the funk pal
Dunk watch the
What now, watch your battleship get down
Click(click), pow(pow), nine(nine) thou(thou),
Just I thought, what's up now? huh(2nd time)

2:

Hold it down, give in
Styles having limbs
Or weather you it to end
Dirty m'again, I him again
05 serving them
Or 30 your get knocked out, turbuline wind
Hoped'd out, what you want, take a look at my
I'm a fish you can by the flippers & fin's
C'mon,

Yo! I got a style
the offspring & joke with 'em
The distorted stream
Who am I? roulette, komoti
Cruising bed, how to make qubec in july
Area 51, stereo, vibe, gun
Here we go, s o b, some
the kids in the hall, with the new lactate
Blast from angles, a boondock saint
So, get up get up and let the hit ya
this audio-style picture uh!

Keep it it's on now
it punk rile
Shaking the rile
Rip it style
Fakin' the pal
watch the punk
What now, watch your get sunk down
Click(click), pow(pow), nine(nine) thou(thou),
what I thought, what's up now? huh(2nd time)

3:

Who the hell is the belly of a shellfish
In any your style playing the blitz
your brain, like rap & video-games
Feel the syringe able the get'n into your face

Yo! what of stuff is he drawn
Really it's styles, really you yo c'mon punk off
You really gotta be gone, ripped out of brain
Triped over your lip to your b game
What's with this chilling kibbles'n bits
aint enoughf street talking the globe, I can't fix,Get it?
I'm with it, when I spit the venom
& it drip's up in 'em & it the women in a
quick dilemma;We can it now,
And I kno who did it but they said it was styles

Click, pow, nine thou, what? what I thought what's up now?hu

Click, pow nine thou, what? just what I what's up now? hu (x2)