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 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 bunch of cash, make 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,

1 - Fat Joe]
I'm supa dupa fly, you can me Missy's 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,
be the name, party's up in Diddy's house,
Pushed her through the door, set to show her the city 'bout,
Touched a blocks, got the dough and skate off,
And just like Bernie, me and my made-off
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, 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!)

[Verse 2 - Rico
Try to me short, I'm a fuck around and fade a bitch,
Fresh up off the porch on that Kool-Aid and them chips,
Don't fuck with lames, 'cause they be on that shit,
If you got a with me go ahead and say that shit!
I'm in Jamaica trick,
Put the mic down, I'm on that Anita shit!
Or you could 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 other flaw!
Ohhh, I'm what them bitches call,
A pimp, it's pimpin' when I'm involved,
Hello!

[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 they that I'm the shit,
say
Hello, hello, hello, aloha,
Aloha, I'm so fly!

[Verse 3 - Fat
Now tell me why 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,
know it ain't trickin if you really got it!
Louis scarfs, Louis frames, Chucks,
Louis boxers, got all the 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 remind
Throw it in the air, watch her spread it 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 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 they know I'm the shit,
say
Hello, hello, hello, aloha,
Aloha, I'm so fly!