Luyện nghe bài hát Aloha

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

[Chorus - 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,
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,

[Verse 1 - Fat
I'm supa dupa fly, you can call me boo,
Pull up in the SLR, have all the sick of you,
All college credits, you can throw them things 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, 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 the door, set to show her what the city 'bout,
Touched a couple blocks, got the and skate off,
And like Bernie, me and my baby made-off
Hello!

- Pleasure P (Rico Love)]
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,
Throw up a bunch of cash, make bitches 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!)

[Verse 2 - Love]
Try to play me short, I'm a fuck and fade a bitch,
Fresh up off the porch on that and them tater chips,
Don't fuck with lames, 'cause they be on 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. racing European cars,
Screamin' "FUCK THE LAW" in by mama Roll,
And she my baby mama them other bitches flaw!
Ohhh, I'm what them other call,
A pimp, it's pimpin' when I'm involved,
Hello!

[Chorus - P]
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, make 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 wanna see the end of
Honestly, I'm runnin' out of ways to my dough,
I'm down the stores, I'm such a shopaholic,
know it ain't trickin 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 ain't got a mortgage,
Yes I'm the rain man, must I you?
Throw it in the air, watch her spread it like 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 super-duper fly, you know 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 that I'm the shit,
say
Hello, hello, hello, aloha,
Aloha, I'm so fly!