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 be hood forever
I'm the new Sinatra, and, since I made it
I can make it anywhere, yea, they me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem,
All of my Dominicano's right up on Broadway,
Pull me back to that McDonald's, took it to my stashbox, 560 St.
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons pastry's
Cruisin' down 8th St., off white
Drivin' so slow, but BK is Texas
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy
Now I live on and I brought my boys with me
Say to Ty-Ty, still sippin' Mai Tai's
Sittin' courtside, Knicks and give me high five
Nigga I be Spike'd out, I trip a referee
by my attitude that I'm most definitely from

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

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

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

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

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

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

In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are of
nothin' you can't do
Now in New York
These streets will make you brand new
Big will inspire you
Let's it for New York, New York, New York