Luyện nghe bài hát Aloha

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

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

1 - Fat Joe]
I'm dupa fly, you can call me Missy's boo,
Pull up in the SLR, have all the mamis of you,
All college credits, you can throw them things away,
You ain't gonna be needin' a job, you fuckin' 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 through the door, set to her what the city 'bout,
Touched a couple blocks, got the and skate off,
And just like Bernie, me and my baby
Hello!

[Chorus - P (Rico Love)]
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, (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 me short, I'm a fuck 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 problem me go ahead and say that shit!
I'm scuba-divin' in 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 baby Roll,
And she my baby mama 'cause them other flaw!
Ohhh, I'm what other bitches call,
A pimp, it's pimpin' when I'm involved,
Hello!

- Pleasure P]
I gotta 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, 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!

[Verse 3 - Fat
Now me why these haters wanna see the end of Joe?
Honestly, I'm out of ways to spend my dough,
I'm burnin' down the stores, I'm a shopaholic,
Whatcha know it ain't if you really got it!
Louis scarfs, frames, Louis Chucks,
boxers, got all the Louis she wants, yeahhhhh!
And you ain't got for us,
Millions on the tourin' and the crib got a mortgage,
Yes I'm the man, must I remind you?
Throw it in the air, watch her spread it 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 super-duper fly, you that 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!