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 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 dupa fly, you can me Missy's boo,
Pull up in the SLR, all the mamis sick of you,
All them college credits, you can 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 other 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 show her what the 'bout,
Touched a couple blocks, got the and skate off,
And just Bernie, me and my baby 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 they 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 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 with lames, 'cause they be on that hater shit,
If you got a problem with me go and say that shit!
I'm scuba-divin' in trick,
Put the mic down, I'm on that Baker shit!
Or you find 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 bitches flaw!
Ohhh, I'm them other bitches call,
A muthafuckin' pimp, it's when 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 bunch of cash, 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!

[Verse 3 - Fat
Now me why these 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,
Whatcha it ain't trickin if you really got it!
Louis scarfs, frames, Louis Chucks,
boxers, got all the Louis she wants, yeahhhhh!
And you got nothin' for us,
Millions on the and the crib ain't got a mortgage,
Yes I'm the man, must I remind you?
Throw it in the air, watch her it like swine flu!
Haha, they say Joey on some shit,
And if that bitch start up, I go and grab my other bitch!

- Pleasure P]
I ain't gotta lie, so 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 they that I'm the shit,
say
Hello, hello, hello, aloha,
Aloha, I'm so fly!