Luyện nghe bài hát Empire State Of Mind

Yea, yea I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in
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, love me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem,
All of my Dominicano's there up on Broadway,
Pull me back to McDonald's, took it to my stashbox, 560 State St.
Catch me in the kitchen like a wippin' pastry's
Cruisin' down 8th St., off white
Drivin' so slow, but BK is from
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of boy Biggie
Now I live on Billboard and I my boys with me
Say whattup to Ty-Ty, sippin' Mai Tai's
Sittin' courtside, Knicks and Nets give me high
Nigga I be Spike'd out, I trip a referee
Tell by my that I'm most definitely from

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

Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee
Shit, I the Yankee hat more famous then 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, where we sellin' rock
Afrika shit, home of the hip-hop
cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back
For foreigners it ain't for, they act they forgot how to act
Eight million stories, out there in it
City is a pity, half of y'all make it
Me, I got a plug, Ed "I Got It Made"
If Jesus payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwayne
dice cee-lo, three card monte
Labor Day Parade, in peace Bob Marley
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
streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will 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 life
Then gradually worse, don't 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 pity on the
Good girls gone bad, the city's with them
took a bus trip, now she got her bust out
Everybody her, just like a bus route
Hail Mary to the city, a virgin
And Jesus can't save you, life when the church end
Came here for school, graduated to the life
Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the
got you feelin' like a champion
The city never sleeps, slip you an Ambien

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

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 where are made of
nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New
These streets will you feel brand new
Big lights will you
hear it for New York, New York, New York