Luyện nghe bài hát The Story of Hip Hop

Alright now, shhhh, I have the nicest for you,
but you must wash your face and get ready...
(splashing) hmmm, hmmm, hmmm...
Listen carefully... shhh. I want to tell you a story Hip Hop.
little Hip Hop.
The flowers liked Hip Hop, and Hip Hop the flowers. (Yes.)
He lived his sister, Skip Hop (La la la...)
and his brother, Hop. (Hey.)
He rests. He beats and whirrs and whirrs so fast that you can't
tell what he looks like. (Thump thump, prrrrrr, 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 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 didn't mean to hop into home, really I didn't!"
One small tear came. "Stop crying Hip Hop,
I'm glad you to see me. I get lonesome
no one to make me laugh. Ho ho ho!"
And off they with a hop and a hip,
a and a slide, all happy inside.
Their bobbed up and down...
How funny he looks, jumping up and down, in the air...
and the flowers love him. He's 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 to each other, like people do,
but the they make are different.
Listen carefully, and try to understand they say.