Luyện nghe bài hát The Story of Hip Hop

Alright now, shhhh, I have the nicest for you,
but you first must wash face and get ready...
(splashing) hmmm, hmmm, hmmm...
Listen carefully... shhh. I want to tell you a about Hip Hop.
little Hip Hop.
The flowers liked Hip Hop, and Hip Hop the flowers. (Yes.)
He with his sister, Skip Hop (La la la...)
and his brother, Hop. (Hey.)
He never rests. He beats and and whirrs so fast that you can't
tell what he like. (Thump thump, prrrrrr, click click, quack.)
Hip Hop started to hop, Skip Hop didn't know when they would
ever stop. Hip Hop for breakfast, and dinner.
at all the pretty flowers... (Acht, zeven, zes, grapefruit.)
One day, Hip Hop took a deep breath, his eyes, and jumped...
"ahhhhh!"
Poor Hip Hop, there was was, right in house... ooooh.
("Be careful!", "Hello Canada!", "...like Buddhists",
"That's all-natural.", "Nein!", "Gezichts-massage.")
"I closed my and jumped until... Thump!
I didn't mean to hop into home, really I didn't!"
One tear came. "Stop crying little Hip Hop,
I'm you came to see me. I get lonesome
no one to make me laugh. Ho ho ho!"
And off they went a hop and a hip,
a skip and a slide, all inside.
Their heads up and down...
How he looks, jumping up and down, whirling in the air...
and the flowers love him. always around some flowers.
Now you see the little Hip Hop got into.
It was all he didn't look where he hopped...
and even the flowers talk to other, like people do,
but the sounds make are different.
carefully, and try to understand what they say.