Luyện nghe bài hát Aloha

[Intro - Rico (Fat Joe)]
Hello...
(Coca)
Aloha...
(Cribs Mania)
Love...
(Yeah)
Turn the on!

- Pleasure P (Fat Joe)]
I ain't gotta lie, so even trip,
I'm super-duper fly, you know I'm the shit,
220 on the dash, .40 on my hip,
Throw up a bunch of cash, make bitches do the splits,
say
Hello, hello, hello, aloha,
Because they that I'm the shit,
say
Hello, hello, hello, aloha,
Aloha, (Yeah!) I'm so fly,

1 - Fat Joe]
I'm supa dupa fly, you can call me boo,
Pull up in the SLR, have all the mamis of you,
All them credits, you can throw them things away,
You ain't gonna be a job, you fuckin' with Jose!
Heyy, hello, hello, aloha,
I go hard, I'm so fly, we so hot, so not,
Shiiiit, them niggas is lame,
See you on the sidelines, to put you in the game,
Coca be the name, up in Diddy's house,
her through the door, set to show her what the city 'bout,
Touched a blocks, got the dough and skate off,
And just Bernie, me and my baby made-off
Hello!

[Chorus - P (Rico Love)]
I ain't gotta lie, so don't trip,
I'm super-duper fly, you know I'm the shit,
220 on the dash, .40 on my hip,
Throw up a of cash, make them bitches do the splits,
say
Hello, hello, hello, aloha, (Aloha!)
Because they know I'm the shit,
say
Hello, hello, hello, aloha,
Aloha, (It's Love!) I'm so fly!
(Turn the on!)

[Verse 2 - Rico
Try to play me short, I'm a fuck and fade a bitch,
Fresh up off the porch on that and them tater chips,
Don't fuck lames, 'cause they be on that hater shit,
If you got a problem me go ahead and say that shit!
I'm in Jamaica trick,
Put the mic down, I'm on that Anita shit!
Or you find me on the charts,
Or up in St. Barts racing cars,
Screamin' "FUCK THE LAW" in by baby Roll,
And she my baby mama 'cause them bitches flaw!
Ohhh, I'm what them bitches call,
A muthafuckin' pimp, it's when I'm involved,
Hello!

[Chorus - P]
I gotta lie, so don't even trip,
I'm super-duper fly, you know I'm the shit,
220 on the dash, .40 on my hip,
Throw up a bunch of cash, make bitches do the splits,
say
Hello, hello, hello, aloha,
Because they know I'm the shit,
say
Hello, hello, hello, aloha,
Aloha, I'm so fly!

[Verse 3 - Fat
Now tell me why these haters wanna see the end of
Honestly, I'm runnin' out of ways to my dough,
I'm burnin' down the stores, I'm a shopaholic,
know it ain't trickin if you really got it!
Louis scarfs, Louis frames, Chucks,
boxers, got all the Louis she wants, yeahhhhh!
And you ain't got for us,
Millions on the tourin' and the crib got a mortgage,
Yes I'm the rain man, must I you?
Throw it in the air, her spread it like swine flu!
Haha, say Joey on some other shit,
And if that start actin' up, I go and grab my other bitch!

[Chorus - P]
I gotta lie, so don't even trip,
I'm super-duper fly, you that I'm the shit,
220 on the dash, .40 on my hip,
Throw up a of cash, make them bitches do the splits,
say
Hello, hello, hello, aloha,
Because they know I'm the shit,
say
Hello, hello, hello, aloha,
Aloha, I'm so fly!