Luyện nghe bài hát Aloha

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

- Pleasure P (Fat Joe)]
I ain't 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 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,

[Verse 1 - Fat
I'm supa dupa fly, you can me Missy's boo,
up in the SLR, have all the mamis sick of you,
All them credits, you can throw them things 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 niggas is lame,
See you on the sidelines, to put you in the game,
Coca be the name, up in Diddy's house,
Pushed her through the door, set to show her the city 'bout,
Touched a blocks, got the dough and skate off,
And just like Bernie, me and my baby
Hello!

[Chorus - P (Rico Love)]
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,
Throw up a bunch of cash, make bitches do the splits,
say
Hello, hello, hello, aloha, (Aloha!)
Because they know 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 porch on that Kool-Aid and tater chips,
Don't fuck with lames, 'cause be on that hater shit,
If you got a problem with me go ahead and say shit!
I'm in Jamaica 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,
"FUCK THE LAW" in by baby mama Roll,
And she my baby mama 'cause them other flaw!
Ohhh, I'm what other bitches call,
A muthafuckin' pimp, it's pimpin' I'm involved,
Hello!

- Pleasure P]
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,
up a bunch 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, 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 down the stores, I'm such a shopaholic,
know it ain't 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,
on the tourin' and the crib ain't got a mortgage,
Yes I'm the rain man, must I you?
Throw it in the air, her spread it like swine flu!
Haha, they say Joey on other 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 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, I'm so fly!