Luyện nghe bài hát Empire State of Mind

Yeah I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in
next to Deniro, but I'll be hood forever
I'm the new Sinatra, and I made it here
I can make it anywhere, yeah they me everywhere
I used to cop in Harlem, all of my
Right there up on Broadway, pull me back to that
it to my stashbox, 560 State Strett
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons them pastries
Cruisin' down 8th Street, off white
Drivin' so slow, but BK is Texas
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of boy Biggie
Now I live on billboard and I brought my boys me
Say whatup to Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai
Sittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me five
Nigga I be Spike'd out, I trip a referee
Tell by my attitude that I'm most from
New
Concrete jungle dreams are made of
There's nothin' you do
Now in New York (new york!)
These will 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
Do I made the Yankee hat more then a Yankee can
You should know I bleed blue, but I a Crip though
But I got a of brothers walkin' with my clique though
to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rock
Africa home of the hip-hop
Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, back
For foreigners it ain't for they act like they how to act
Eight million stories, out there in it
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' Wade
Three dice cee-lo, three molly
Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long the World Trade

New
Concrete jungle where are made of
There's you can't do
Now you're in New
These streets will make you brand new
Big will inspire you
hear it for New York, New York, New York
Lights is blinding, need blinders
So they can step out of quick
The is, lined with casualties, who sip to life casually
gradually become worse, don't bite the apple leaf
Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in
End of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with skin out
City of sin, it's a pity on the
Good girls gone bad, the filled with them
Mommy a bus trip, now she got her bust out
Everybody ride her, just like a bus
Hail to the city, you're a virgin
And Jesus save you, life starts when the church end
Came here for school, graduated to the life
Ball players, rap stars, to the limelight
MDMA got you like a champion
The city sleeps, better slip you an Ambien
New
Concrete where dreams are made of
There's you can't do
Now in New York
These streets will you feel brand new
Big lights will 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 your in the air
say "Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah"
New
Concrete where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you 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