Luyện nghe bài hát Aloha

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

- Pleasure P (Fat Joe)]
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,
up a bunch of cash, make them 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,

[Verse 1 - Fat
I'm supa dupa fly, you can call me boo,
Pull up in the SLR, have all the sick of you,
All them college credits, you can throw them 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, other niggas is lame,
See you on the sidelines, to put you in the game,
be the name, party's up in Diddy's house,
Pushed her the door, set to show her what the city 'bout,
Touched a couple blocks, got the dough and off,
And just like Bernie, me and my made-off
Hello!

- Pleasure P (Rico Love)]
I ain't gotta lie, so 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, (Aloha!)
Because they that 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 around and fade a bitch,
Fresh up off the on that Kool-Aid and them tater chips,
Don't fuck with lames, 'cause be on that hater shit,
If you got a with me go ahead and say that shit!
I'm scuba-divin' in trick,
Put the mic down, I'm on Anita Baker shit!
Or you find me on the charts,
Or up in St. racing European cars,
Screamin' "FUCK THE LAW" in by baby Roll,
And she my mama 'cause them other bitches flaw!
Ohhh, I'm what them bitches call,
A muthafuckin' pimp, it's pimpin' I'm involved,
Hello!

[Chorus - P]
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 them do the splits,
say
Hello, hello, hello, aloha,
Because know that I'm the shit,
say
Hello, hello, hello, aloha,
Aloha, I'm so fly!

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

[Chorus - P]
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 bunch of cash, make them do the splits,
say
Hello, hello, hello, aloha,
Because know that I'm the shit,
say
Hello, hello, hello, aloha,
Aloha, I'm so fly!