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 forever
I'm the new Sinatra, and, since I made it
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, took it to my stashbox, 560 St.
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons pastry's
Cruisin' 8th St., off white Lexus
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 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
Tell by my attitude that I'm most from

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
Let's hear it for New York, New York, New

Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee
Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous 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'
Afrika Bambataa shit, of the hip-hop
Yellow cab, gypsy cab, cab, holla back
For foreigners it ain't for, they act like they how to act
Eight stories, out there 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' Dwayne
Three cee-lo, three card 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,
Concrete jungle where are made of
There's you can't do
Now in New York
These streets will make you feel new
Big will inspire you
hear it for New York, New York, New York

Lights is blinding, need blinders
So can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines is
with casualties, who sip to life casually
Then gradually become worse, bite the apple, Eve
up in the in-crowd, now you're in style
End of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with your out
City of sin, it's a on the whim
Good girls bad, the city's filled with them
Mommy took a bus trip, now she got her out
ride her, just like a bus route
Hail Mary to the city, a virgin
And Jesus can't you, life starts when the church end
Came here for school, graduated to the high
Ball players, rap stars, to the limelight
MDMA got you like a champion
The city sleeps, better slip you an Ambien

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

One hand in the air for the big
Street lights, big dreams, all lookin'
No place in the world could compare
Put your in the air everybody say yeah, yeah,
Yea, yea

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