Luyện nghe bài hát Aloha

[Intro - Love (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 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 know that I'm the shit,
say
Hello, hello, hello, aloha,
Aloha, (Yeah!) I'm so fly,

[Verse 1 - Fat
I'm dupa fly, you can call me Missy's boo,
up in the SLR, have all the mamis sick of you,
All them college credits, you can them things away,
You ain't be needin' 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, party's up in house,
Pushed her the door, set to show her what the city 'bout,
a couple blocks, got the dough and skate off,
And just like Bernie, me and my baby
Hello!

- Pleasure P (Rico Love)]
I ain't gotta lie, so don't trip,
I'm super-duper fly, you that I'm the shit,
220 on the dash, .40 on my hip,
Throw up a bunch of cash, 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 - Love]
Try to play me short, I'm a fuck around and a bitch,
up off the porch on that Kool-Aid and them tater chips,
Don't fuck with lames, they be on that hater shit,
If you got a problem with me go ahead and say shit!
I'm scuba-divin' in trick,
Put the mic down, I'm on that Baker shit!
Or you find me on the charts,
Or up in St. Barts racing cars,
Screamin' "FUCK THE LAW" in by mama Roll,
And she my baby 'cause them other bitches flaw!
Ohhh, I'm them other bitches call,
A muthafuckin' pimp, pimpin' when I'm involved,
Hello!

[Chorus - P]
I ain't lie, so don't even trip,
I'm fly, you know that 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, I'm so fly!

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

[Chorus - P]
I ain't 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,
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, I'm so fly!