Luyện nghe bài hát Aloha

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

- Pleasure P (Fat Joe)]
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, make them 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 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 fuckin' 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 the city 'bout,
Touched a couple blocks, got the dough and off,
And just Bernie, me and my baby made-off
Hello!

[Chorus - P (Rico Love)]
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, 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, they be on that hater shit,
If you got a with me go ahead 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. racing European cars,
"FUCK THE LAW" in by baby mama Roll,
And she my baby mama 'cause them bitches flaw!
Ohhh, I'm what other bitches call,
A muthafuckin' pimp, it's when I'm involved,
Hello!

- Pleasure 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 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 these haters wanna see the end of
Honestly, I'm out of ways to spend my dough,
I'm burnin' down the stores, I'm 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 ain't got for us,
Millions on the tourin' and the crib got a mortgage,
Yes I'm the man, must I remind you?
Throw it in the air, watch her spread it like flu!
Haha, they say Joey on other shit,
And if that start actin' up, I go and grab my other bitch!

- Pleasure P]
I gotta 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 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!