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 bunch of cash, make 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,

1 - Fat Joe]
I'm supa fly, you can call me Missy's boo,
Pull up in the SLR, have all the mamis of you,
All them college credits, you can throw them 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, other niggas is lame,
See you on the sidelines, to put you in the game,
Coca be the name, up in Diddy's house,
her through the door, set to show her what the city 'bout,
Touched a 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, them 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 that Kool-Aid and them chips,
Don't with lames, 'cause they be on that hater shit,
If you got a problem with me go ahead and say 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. Barts 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, pimpin' when I'm involved,
Hello!

[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, 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 tell me why these haters see the end of Joe?
Honestly, I'm runnin' out of ways to my dough,
I'm burnin' down the stores, I'm a shopaholic,
Whatcha know it ain't 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, I remind you?
it in the air, watch her spread it like swine flu!
Haha, they say on some other shit,
And if bitch 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!