Luyện nghe bài hát Empire State Of Mind

Yeah, yeah, I'm up at Brooklyn, now I'm down in
Right next to De Niro but I'll be hood
I'm the new Sinatra and since I it here
I can it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere

I used to cop in Harlem, all of my
Right there up on Broadway, pull me back to McDonald's
Took it to my stash box, 560 Street
Catch me in the Kitchen like a Simmons with pastries

Cruising down 8th Street, off white
Driving so slow but BK is from
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, of that boy Biggie
Now I live on and I brought my boys with me

Say what up to Ty Ty, still sipping mai
Sitting courtside, Knicks and Nets give me five
Jigga, I be out, I could trip a referee
by my attitude that I'm most definitely from

New York, jungle where dreams are made, oh
There's you can't do, now you're in New York
These streets will you feel brand new
Big lights will you
hear it for New York, New York, New York

Catch me at the X OG at a Yankee game
Dude, I made the hat more famous then a Yankee can
You should know I bleed blue but I ain't a though
But I got a gang of brothers walking my clique though

Welcome to the pot, corners where we selling rock
Bambaataa, home of the hip hop
Yellow Cab, Gypsy Cab, Cab, holla back
For foreigners, it ain't, for they act like they how to act

8 stories, out there in the naked
is a pity, half of y'all won't make it
Me, I plug Special Ed, "I Got it Made"
If Jesus LeBron, I'm paying Dwayne Wade

dice, Cee-lo, three card Monte
Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob
Statue of Liberty, live the World Trade
Long live the kingdom I'm the Empire State that's

New York, hey, concrete where dreams are made, oh
There's nothing you do, now you're in New York
These will make you feel brand new
Big lights will you
Let's it for New York, New York, New York

Lights is blinding, girls need
So can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines is
Lined with casualties who slip through casually
Then gradually worse, don't bite the apple, Eve

up in the in-crowd, now you're in style
And in the gets cold, En Vogue, wit'cha skin out
City of sin, it's a pity on the
girls gone bad, the city's filled with them

Mami took a bus trip, now she got her out
Everybody her just like a bus route
Mary to the city, you're a virgin
And Jesus can't you, life starts when the church end

Came for school, graduated to the high life
Ball players, rap stars, to the limelight
got you feeling like a champion
The city never sleeps, slip you an Ambien

New York, concrete jungle where are made, oh
There's you can't do, now you're in New York
These streets will make you brand new
Big lights will you
hear it for New York, New York, New York

One hand in the air for the big
Street lights, big dreams, all pretty
No in the world that could compare
Put lighters in the air, everybody say
Yeah, yeah, yeah,

New York, concrete where dreams are made, oh
There's you can't do, now you're in New York
streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will you
Let's hear it for New York, New York, New