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 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 know 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,
Pull up in the SLR, have all the sick of you,
All them college credits, you can throw things away,
You gonna be needin' a job, you fuckin' 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 through the door, set to show her what the 'bout,
Touched a blocks, got the dough and skate off,
And just Bernie, me and my baby made-off
Hello!

[Chorus - 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,
up a bunch of cash, make them 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 around and a bitch,
Fresh up off the porch on that Kool-Aid and them chips,
Don't fuck with lames, 'cause they be on hater 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 Baker shit!
Or you find me on the charts,
Or up in St. Barts racing cars,
Screamin' "FUCK THE LAW" in by mama Roll,
And she my baby 'cause them other bitches flaw!
Ohhh, I'm what them other call,
A muthafuckin' pimp, pimpin' when I'm involved,
Hello!

- Pleasure 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 wanna see the end of
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,
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 bitch 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 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, I'm so fly!