Luyện nghe bài hát Aloha

[Intro - Love (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 super-duper fly, you know 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 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 call me boo,
up in the SLR, have all the mamis sick of you,
All them credits, you can throw them things away,
You ain't be needin' 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,
a couple blocks, got the dough and skate off,
And like Bernie, me and my baby made-off
Hello!

[Chorus - P (Rico Love)]
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, (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 me short, I'm a fuck around and fade a bitch,
Fresh up off the porch on that Kool-Aid and tater chips,
Don't fuck with lames, 'cause 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 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 other bitches flaw!
Ohhh, I'm what them other 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,
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, I'm so fly!

3 - Fat Joe]
Now tell me why these wanna see the end of Joe?
Honestly, I'm runnin' out of to spend my dough,
I'm down the stores, I'm such a shopaholic,
Whatcha know it ain't if you really got it!
Louis scarfs, 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 remind
Throw it in the air, watch her spread it swine flu!
Haha, they say on some other shit,
And if that 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,
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, I'm so fly!