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 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,

1 - Fat Joe]
I'm supa fly, you can call me Missy's boo,
Pull up in the SLR, all the mamis sick of you,
All college credits, you can throw them things away,
You ain't gonna be needin' a job, you 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 through the door, set to 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 gotta 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, (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 and fade a bitch,
Fresh up off the porch on Kool-Aid and them tater chips,
Don't fuck with lames, they be on that hater shit,
If you got a problem 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 could me on the charts,
Or up in St. Barts European cars,
Screamin' "FUCK THE LAW" in by mama Roll,
And she my baby mama 'cause them bitches flaw!
Ohhh, I'm them other bitches call,
A muthafuckin' pimp, it's pimpin' I'm involved,
Hello!

[Chorus - P]
I gotta 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 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!

3 - Fat Joe]
Now tell me why these haters wanna see the end of
Honestly, I'm out of ways to spend 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,
on the tourin' and the crib ain't got a mortgage,
Yes I'm the rain man, must I you?
Throw it in the air, her spread it like swine flu!
Haha, they say Joey on other shit,
And if that bitch start up, I go and grab my other bitch!

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