Luyện nghe bài hát Empire State Of Mind

Yea, yea I'm out Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
next to DeNiro, but I'll be hood forever
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 there up on Broadway,
me back to that McDonald's, took it to my stashbox, 560 State St.
Catch me in the kitchen a Simmons wippin' pastry's
Cruisin' down 8th St., off white
so slow, but BK is from Texas
Me, I'm out Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on Billboard and I brought my with me
Say whattup to Ty-Ty, still sippin' Mai
Sittin' courtside, and Nets give me high five
Nigga I be Spike'd out, I could trip a
Tell by my attitude I'm most definitely from

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

me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a can
You should know I blue, but I ain't a Crip though
But I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique
Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we rock
Afrika shit, home of the hip-hop
Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla
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, card monte
Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob
Statue of Liberty, long 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 make you feel brand new
Big lights will you
hear it for New York, New York, New York

Lights is blinding, girls blinders
So they can step out of 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 skin out
City of sin, a pity on the whim
Good girls gone bad, the city's with them
Mommy took a bus trip, now she got her out
Everybody ride her, just like a bus
Mary to the city, you're a virgin
And Jesus can't save you, starts when the church end
Came here for school, graduated to the life
players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight
MDMA got you feelin' like a
The city never sleeps, slip you an Ambien

In New York,
jungle where dreams are made of
There's 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

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

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 will inspire you
hear it for New York, New York, New York