Luyện nghe bài hát Aloha

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

- Pleasure P (Fat Joe)]
I ain't gotta lie, so don't 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 know I'm the shit,
say
Hello, hello, hello, aloha,
Aloha, (Yeah!) I'm so fly,

[Verse 1 - Fat
I'm supa fly, you can call me Missy's boo,
Pull up in the SLR, all the mamis sick 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 what the 'bout,
Touched a couple blocks, got the and skate off,
And just like Bernie, me and my 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 them do the splits,
say
Hello, hello, hello, aloha, (Aloha!)
Because know that 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 ahead and say shit!
I'm in Jamaica 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,
"FUCK THE LAW" in by baby mama Roll,
And she my baby mama 'cause them bitches flaw!
Ohhh, I'm what other bitches call,
A pimp, it's pimpin' when I'm involved,
Hello!

[Chorus - P]
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 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 tell me why these haters see the end of Joe?
Honestly, I'm runnin' out of to spend my dough,
I'm burnin' down the stores, I'm 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 ain't got for us,
Millions on the and the crib ain't 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 grab my bitch!

- Pleasure P]
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 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!