Luyện nghe bài hát Empire State Of Mind

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

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

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

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

In New York, jungle where dreams are made, oh
There's you can't do, now you're in New York
These will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you, let's hear it for New
New York, New
(I you hot, nigga)

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

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

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

Three dice, Cee-lo, Monte
Day Parade, rest in peace, Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long live the Trade
Long live the king, yo, I'm from the Empire State

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 inspire you, let's hear it for New York
New York, New

is blinding, girls need blinders
So they can out of bounds quick
The sidelines is with casualties
Who sipping life casually, then 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 cities with them

Mommy a bus trip, now she got her bust out
Everybody ride her just a bus route
Mary to the city, you're a virgin
And Jesus can't save you, starts when the church ends

Came here for school, to the high life
Ball players, rap addicted to the limelight
MDMA got you feeling a champion
The city never sleeps, better 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 you feel brand new
Big lights 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 looking
No place in the world that can
Put your lighters in the air, everybody say yeah, yeah, yeah,
(Come on, on)

In New York, jungle where dreams are made, oh
There's nothing you do, now you're in New York
These streets will make you brand new
Big lights will you, let's hear it for New York
New York, New