Luyện nghe bài hát What's The 411?

What's the 411,
the 411, hun?
I got it on, hun
A yo, I got it on, hun

the 411, hun?
What's the 411,
I got it on
A yo, I got it on, hun

Well, I be on this here
The from last year
Girbaud's hangin'
Tommy top gear

Take no
I'm lovely in all sports
Even swing the
At the on my golf course

say I'm fancy
'Cause I'm and nasty
If I see some rugged
I won't let it pass me

I take no
Let suckas up and see
I'll flip the
And get harder than

I the sheriff
And the muthafuckin'
me
it

I'm not Sweat but bet that ass
That I can it last
Skinz they head so fast
They end up catchin' lash

If hun's a
I'm Carl Lewis on a meter
Grand Puba baby
And I'm crazy cash

What's the
Let me know, hun
the 411?

What's the 411,
the 411, hun?
I got it on, hun
A yo, I got it on, hun

What's the 411,
What's the 411,
I got it on
A yo, I got it on, hun

Yeah, nig, makes you
from the next nigga
Seen you week
And you even speak

You try to
Mr. All-of-that
But now you come
To me some chit-chat

I don't have no for
No wham-bam thank you,
Ghas me up, get me
And hit the the and scram

The same ol'
You last week on Pam
I'm not havin'
No, I'm not that

You do a lot more
And that's how it be
I'm Blige and you just
runnin' up in me

I need a man who's out
With some
So correct with some respect
And then we see

So if you it, the drop the 7 digits
And I just give you a call
If you ain't with it, don't waste you time at all
So the 411, hun?

All my is all I have
And Puba's very special
All my I look for you
And today your come true

You me and I need you
Puba is very special
Things just to do devine
is how the two combine

I know this was meant to be
Mary Blige is somethin' kinda
Love is and life is livin'
You're very