Luyện nghe bài hát Aloha

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

[Chorus - P (Fat Joe)]
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 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,

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 college credits, you can 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, other 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 blocks, got the dough and skate off,
And just Bernie, me and my baby made-off
Hello!

- Pleasure P (Rico Love)]
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, 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 around and fade a bitch,
up off the porch on that Kool-Aid and them tater chips,
Don't fuck with lames, 'cause they be on that shit,
If you got a with me go ahead and say that 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 racing cars,
Screamin' "FUCK THE LAW" in by mama Roll,
And she my mama 'cause them other bitches flaw!
Ohhh, I'm what other bitches call,
A muthafuckin' pimp, it's pimpin' 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, make bitches do the splits,
say
Hello, hello, hello, aloha,
Because they know I'm the shit,
say
Hello, hello, hello, aloha,
Aloha, I'm so fly!

[Verse 3 - Fat
Now tell me why haters wanna see the end of Joe?
Honestly, I'm out of ways to spend my dough,
I'm down the stores, I'm such a shopaholic,
Whatcha know it trickin if you really got it!
Louis scarfs, Louis frames, Chucks,
Louis boxers, got all the 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, her spread it like swine flu!
Haha, they say Joey on other shit,
And if that bitch start actin' up, I go and my other bitch!

[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 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!