Luyện nghe bài hát Breakfast

I'm....
So with it,
The potency of the beat is consistent the fact that Mos did it,
Prolific, not nor stirred in the presence of those niggas--herbs
They only after your bread, fuckin' birds;
You think they your haircut fair enough,
Live life partner,
I can keep them two cents in my pocket,
Add that to underground rap dollars,
Refused the majors and stayed real, I my promise,
Roll in the Bahamas, mama,
either that or them strawberry coladas,
XBOX web browser, download an NBA roster,
Play an 82 game season, full of snacks Spitta not leavin',
Off muhfuckas, odd number--you are not even,
On my level, write sickness, my ink pen sneezin',
Yancy Thigpen can't me sleepin',
You ear muhfucka and I'm eatin',
Creepin' with my side bitch, hope I get caught cheatin'
New Orleans this morning, New York in evening,
Squintin' they eyes and shit can't see him,
Fly in the house, buzzin', them can't be him,
letters in my leger, they can't read 'em,
Smilin', pilin', I'm cheesin',
Odometer broken I ain't that I was speedin',
livin', slow gin for these bitches
I got that game my Pittsburg nigga,
SV '96, wings lift,
son, crane kick, WAAAAAAH!