Luyện nghe bài hát Empire State of Mind

Yeah I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm in Tribeca
Right next to Deniro, but I'll be hood
I'm the new Sinatra, and I made it here
I can make it anywhere, yeah they love me
I to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano's
Right there up on Broadway, pull me back to that
it to my stashbox, 560 State Strett
Catch me in the like a Simmons with them pastries
down 8th Street, off white Lexus
Drivin' so slow, but BK is Texas
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of boy Biggie
Now I on billboard and I brought my boys with me
Say to Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai tai's
Sittin' courtside, & Nets give me high five
Nigga I be Spike'd out, I could trip a
Tell by my attitude that I'm definitely from
New
Concrete jungle where dreams are of
nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New (new york!)
streets will make you feel brand new
Big will inspire you
Let's it for New York, New York, New York
Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee
Do I the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee can
You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a though
But I got a of brothers walkin' with my clique though
to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rock
Africa Bambata of the hip-hop
Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, back
For foreigners it for they act like they forgot how to act
Eight million stories, out there in it
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 molly
Labour Day Parade, rest in Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long live the World

New
jungle where dreams are made of
There's you can't do
Now in New York
These streets will make you feel new
Big lights will you
Let's it for New York, New York, New York
Lights is blinding, girls blinders
So they can step out of quick
The sidelines is, with casualties, who sip to life casually
Then gradually become worse, bite the apple leaf
Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in
End of the winter cold, en vogue, with your skin out
City of sin, a pity on the wind
Good girls gone bad, the city's filled them
took a bus trip, now she got her bust out
Everybody ride her, just a bus route
Hail Mary to the city, you're a
And Jesus can't you, life starts when the church end
Came here for school, graduated to the high
players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight
MDMA got you feelin' a champion
The city never sleeps, better you an Ambien
New
jungle where dreams are made of
There's you can't 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
One hand in the air for the big
Streetlights, big dreams, all pretty
No place in the world that could
Put lighters in the air
say "Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah"
New
Concrete jungle where dreams are of
There's you can't do
Now you're in New
These streets will make you feel new
Big lights will you
Let's hear it for New York, New York, New