Luyện nghe bài hát Aloha

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

[Chorus - P (Fat Joe)]
I ain't gotta lie, so 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, (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 mamis of you,
All them college credits, you can throw 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,
be the name, party's up in Diddy's house,
Pushed her through the door, set to 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 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, (Aloha!)
Because they know I'm the shit,
say
Hello, hello, hello, aloha,
Aloha, (It's Love!) I'm so fly!
(Turn the on!)

2 - Rico Love]
Try to play me short, I'm a fuck and fade a bitch,
up off the porch on that Kool-Aid and them tater chips,
Don't fuck lames, 'cause they be on that hater shit,
If you got a problem with me go 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. racing European cars,
Screamin' "FUCK THE LAW" in by mama 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 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!

[Verse 3 - Fat
Now me why these haters wanna see the end of Joe?
Honestly, I'm runnin' out of ways to my dough,
I'm burnin' the stores, I'm such a shopaholic,
Whatcha know it trickin if you really got it!
scarfs, Louis frames, Louis Chucks,
Louis boxers, got all the she wants, yeahhhhh!
And you got nothin' for us,
Millions on the tourin' and the crib got a mortgage,
Yes I'm the rain man, must I you?
it in the air, watch her spread it like swine flu!
Haha, say Joey on some other shit,
And if that bitch start actin' up, I go and my other bitch!

- Pleasure 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 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!