Luyện nghe bài hát Empire State Of Mind

Yeah, yeah, I'ma up at Brooklyn, now I'm in Tribeca
Right to De Niro, but I'll be hood forever
I'm the new Sinatra, and since I it here
I can make it anywhere, yeah, they me everywhere

I to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicanos
Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to McDonald's
Took it to my stash spot, 560 Street
Catch me in the Kitchen like a Simmons whipping

Cruising down 8th Street, Lexus
Driving so slow, but BK is Texas
Me, I'm up at Bed-Stuy, home of that boy
Now I live on Billboard, and I brought my boys me

Say what up to Ty Ty, still mai tai
Sitting courtside, Knicks and Nets give me fives
Nigga, I be out, I can trip a referee
Tell by my attitude that I am definitely from

In New York, concrete where dreams are made, oh
nothing you can't do, now you're in New York
These will make you feel brand new
Big lights inspire you, let's hear it for New York
New York, New
(I you hot, nigga)

me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
Shit, I the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can
You know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though
But I got a of niggas walking with my clique, though

Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we selling
Bambaataa shit, home of the hip hop
Yellow Cab, Gypsy Cab, Dollar Cab, back
For foreigners that ain't fifty, they act like forgot how to act

Eight million stories out there, and naked
Cities is a pity, half of won't make it
Me, I gotta plug, Ed "I Got It Made"
If Jesus LeBron, I'm paying Dwyane Wade

dice, Cee-lo, three-card Monte
Labor Day Parade, rest in peace, Bob
Statue of Liberty, long live the World
Long live the king, yo, I'm from the Empire that's

In New York, concrete jungle where are made, oh
There's nothing 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

is blinding, girls need blinders
So they can step out of bounds
The sidelines is blind casualties
Who sipping casually, then gradually become worse

Don't the apple, Eve, caught up in the in crowd
Now you're in style, end of the winter gets
En vogue with your out, the city of sin is a pity on a whim
Good girls gone bad, the filled with them

Mommy 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 ends

here for school, graduated to the high life
Ball players, rap addicted to the limelight
MDMA got you feeling like a
The never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien

In New York, concrete jungle dreams are made of
There's you can't do, now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel new
Big will inspire you, let's hear it for New York
New York, New

One in the air for the big city
Street lights, big dreams all pretty
No place in the that can compare
Put your lighters in the air, say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Come on, on)

In New York, concrete jungle where are made, oh
There's nothing you can't do, now in New York
streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you, hear it for New York
New York, New