Luyện nghe bài hát The Story of Hip Hop

Alright now, shhhh, I have the surprise for you,
but you first must wash your 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 with his sister, Hop (La la la...)
and his brother, Hop. (Hey.)
He never rests. He beats and and whirrs so fast that you can't
tell he looks like. (Thump thump, prrrrrr, click click, quack.)
Little Hip Hop started to hop, Skip Hop didn't when they would
stop. Hip Hop for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
Look at all the 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 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 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 bobbed 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 because he look where he hopped...
and even the talk to each other, like people do,
but the they make are different.
Listen carefully, and try to understand what say.