Luyện nghe bài hát Empire State Of Mind

Yea, yea I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm in Tribeca
Right to DeNiro, but I'll be hood forever
I'm the new Sinatra, and, since I it here
I can make it anywhere, yea, they love me everywhere I to cop in Harlem,
All of my Dominicano's there 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
Cruisin' down 8th St., off Lexus
Drivin' so slow, but BK is from
Me, I'm out Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on and I brought my boys with me
Say whattup to Ty-Ty, still Mai Tai's
courtside, Knicks and Nets give me high five
Nigga I be Spike'd out, I could a referee
Tell by my attitude that I'm most from

In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are of
nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New
These streets will make you brand new
Big lights inspire 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 famous then a Yankee can
You should I bleed 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 shit, home of the hip-hop
Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, back
For foreigners it for, they act like they forgot how to act
Eight stories, out there in it naked
City is a pity, half of y'all make it
Me, I got a plug, Ed "I Got It Made"
If payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwayne Wade
Three dice cee-lo, three card
Labor Day Parade, rest in Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, live the World Trade
Long live the King yo, I'm from the Empire St.

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

Lights is blinding, need blinders
So can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines is
Lined with casualties, who sip to casually
Then 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, it's a on the whim
Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with
Mommy took a bus trip, now she got her out
Everybody ride her, just like a bus
Hail Mary to the city, a virgin
And Jesus can't save you, starts when the church end
here 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 slip you an

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

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

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