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...
carefully... shhh. I want to tell you a story about Hip Hop.
Hello 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 whirrs and so fast that you can't
what he looks like. (Thump thump, prrrrrr, click click, quack.)
Little Hip Hop 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 a deep breath, shut his eyes, and jumped...
"ahhhhh!"
Poor Hip Hop, was was, right in your house... ooooh.
("Be careful!", "Hello Canada!", "...like Buddhists",
"That's all-natural.", "Nein!", "Gezichts-massage.")
"I closed my eyes and until... Thump!
I mean to hop into your home, really I didn't!"
One small tear came. "Stop crying Hip Hop,
I'm glad you to see me. I get lonesome
with no one to me laugh. Ho ho ho!"
And off they with a hop and a hip,
a skip and a slide, all inside.
Their heads up and down...
How funny he looks, up and down, whirling in the air...
and the flowers love him. He's around some flowers.
Now you see the trouble Hip Hop got into.
It was all he didn't look where he hopped...
and even the flowers to each other, like people do,
but the sounds make are different.
carefully, and try to understand what they say.