Luyện nghe bài hát 47 Pop Stars

Hey yo, as if 47 MCs wasn't
I got 47 pop stars, rock stars at you
Yo, 'em, here we go

Just do it, do it
do it do it do it
Just do it to it
Put ya hands up high and it

I feel weird throw verbal Spears like Britney
That literally go here to Houston, be just like Whitney
Battle me ya kiddin' me you a cat
I bet 50 Cents for Eminems ya get a Nickelback
The track I'm rippin' really that hard
See Jesus destiny to every child of God

I'm battle kind of raw but what did you, you think?
No matter race or the color or the Creed
If ya black brown or in or out of sync
Or hang with the Beastie Boys just on the
You can in Linkin' Park no matter just to me
See the of peace is guaranteed to give ya what you need

do it, just do it
do it do it do it
Just do it to it
Put ya up high and move it

do it, just do it
do it do it do it
Just do it to it
Put ya hands up and move it

One day these they were goin' past me
Walkin' with a limp eatin' Bizkits hair was all Shaggy
I said, "What's all y'all name?" That's the that I'm askin'
I'm Michael, Celine, that's Dion, that's Jackson
That's Rickey, Martin, that's Tony and that's Braxton
Dru is on the Hill chillin' and relaxin'
Alicia lost her and she's really kind of sad and
I said, "U2 no I know how that be happening"

But I need all the Dixie Chicks to in
And let me explain just the why I'm rappin' and
So I told Mariah, he my sin and died for me
My faith is in Christ who on called calvary
Gave his life for so Genuine I try to be
If the world to stop me, I Rage Against The Machine
So I turn ya up and head to the spot
Get loose a Slipknot watch the Kid Rock

Just do it, do it
do it do it do it
Just do it to it
Put ya hands up high and it

Just do it, do it
do it do it do it
Just do it to it
Put ya up high and move it

My uncle was eatin' Korn on a all alone
It was 98 out he was out Counting Crows
And it was just then my papa saw a roach
He dropped his Red Hot Chili Peppers and he ran home
And just and called up John the Mayor on the phone
It's a 311, 3 down now don't be slow
But he was like a second hold up a minute bro
I Usher over their's somethin' you should know

Jesus is the rock not a Rolling Stone
With Him not Nirvana is where you'll go
I try to show and let ya know but ya Third Eye is
So to open them up real wide
Even if you to Blink 182 times
It's just so obvious it can't hide
TLC tender lovin' care he'll
girls to boys to men need to let him inside

Just do it, do it
do it do it do it
Just do it to it
Put ya up high and move it

do it, just do it
do it do it do it
Just do it to it
Put ya hands up high and it