Luyện nghe bài hát Empire State Of Mind

Yea, yea I'm out Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to DeNiro, but I'll be forever
I'm the new Sinatra, and, I made it here
I can make it anywhere, yea, they love me everywhere I 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 like a Simmons wippin' pastry's
Cruisin' down 8th St., off white
Drivin' so slow, but BK is Texas
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, of that boy Biggie
Now I live on and I brought my boys with me
Say whattup to Ty-Ty, sippin' Mai Tai's
courtside, Knicks and Nets give 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 where dreams are made of
nothin' you can't do
Now in New York
These will make you feel brand new
Big will inspire you
hear 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 then a Yankee can
You should I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though
But I got a of niggas walkin' with my clique though
to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rock
Afrika shit, home of the hip-hop
Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, back
For foreigners it ain't for, they act they forgot how to act
million stories, out there 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 payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Wade
Three dice cee-lo, three monte
Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long the World Trade
Long live the yo, I'm from the Empire St. that's

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

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

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

One in the air for the big city
Street lights, big dreams, all lookin'
No place in the world that could
Put your lighters in the air 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 make you feel brand new
Big lights will you
Let's hear it for New York, New York, New