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 gotta lie, so even trip,
I'm super-duper fly, you 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 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 sick of you,
All college credits, you can throw them 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 other 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 her what the city 'bout,
Touched a couple blocks, got the dough and off,
And just Bernie, me and my baby made-off
Hello!

- Pleasure P (Rico Love)]
I gotta lie, so don't 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, (Aloha!)
Because they know I'm the shit,
say
Hello, hello, hello, aloha,
Aloha, (It's Love!) I'm so fly!
(Turn the on!)

[Verse 2 - Rico
Try to play me short, I'm a around and fade a bitch,
Fresh up off the porch on Kool-Aid and them tater chips,
Don't fuck lames, 'cause 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 Anita Baker shit!
Or you find 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 other bitches flaw!
Ohhh, I'm what them bitches 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 know 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 know 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 out of ways to spend my dough,
I'm burnin' 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 ain't got for us,
on the tourin' and the crib ain't got a mortgage,
Yes I'm the rain man, must I remind
Throw it in the air, watch her spread it like flu!
Haha, say Joey on some other shit,
And if that bitch start up, I go and grab my other bitch!

[Chorus - P]
I gotta lie, so don't 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 know I'm the shit,
say
Hello, hello, hello, aloha,
Aloha, I'm so fly!