Luyện nghe bài hát Empire State Of Mind

Yea, yea I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm in Tribeca
Right next to DeNiro, but I'll be hood
I'm the new Sinatra, and, since I made it
I can make it anywhere, yea, they love me I used to cop in Harlem,
All of my Dominicano's right up on Broadway,
Pull me back to that McDonald's, it to my stashbox, 560 State St.
Catch me in the kitchen like a wippin' pastry's
down 8th St., off white Lexus
Drivin' so slow, but BK is from
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, of that boy Biggie
Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys me
Say whattup to Ty-Ty, still sippin' Mai
Sittin' courtside, Knicks and Nets me high five
Nigga I be Spike'd out, I could trip a
Tell by my that I'm most definitely from

In New York,
Concrete jungle dreams are made of
nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New
streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will you
hear it for New York, New York, New York

Catch me at the X with OG at a game
Shit, I made the Yankee hat more then a Yankee can
You should know I blue, but I ain't a Crip though
But I got a gang of niggas with my clique though
Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we sellin'
Bambataa shit, home of the hip-hop
Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, back
For foreigners it ain't for, they act like they how to act
Eight million stories, out in it naked
City is a pity, of y'all won't make it
Me, I got a plug, Ed "I Got It Made"
If Jesus Lebron, I'm payin' Dwayne Wade
Three dice cee-lo, three monte
Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob
Statue of Liberty, live the World Trade
Long live the King yo, I'm from the St. that's

In New York,
jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you do
Now you're in New
These streets will you feel brand new
Big lights inspire you
hear it for New York, New York, New York

Lights is blinding, girls blinders
So they can step out of bounds quick, the is
Lined casualties, who sip to life casually
Then gradually become worse, don't the apple, Eve
Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in
End of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with skin out
City of sin, it's a on the whim
Good gone bad, the city's filled with them
Mommy a bus trip, now she got her bust out
Everybody ride her, just like a bus
Hail Mary to the city, a virgin
And Jesus can't save you, life starts the church end
here for school, graduated to the high life
Ball players, rap stars, to the limelight
got you feelin' like a champion
The city never sleeps, better you an Ambien

In New York,
Concrete jungle dreams are made of
There's you can't do
Now in New York
These streets make you feel brand new
Big lights inspire you
Let's hear it for New York, New York, New

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

In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are of
There's nothin' you do
Now you're in New
These streets will make you feel new
Big lights inspire you
Let's hear it for New York, New York, New