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 made it
I can it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere

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

Cruising down 8th Street, 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 brought my boys me

Say up to Ty Ty, still sipping mai tai
Sitting courtside, Knicks and 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, concrete where dreams 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
(I you hot, nigga)

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

Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we rock
Bambaataa shit, home of the hip hop
Yellow Cab, Gypsy Cab, Dollar Cab, holla
For foreigners that ain't fifty, they act they 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 payin' LeBron, I'm Dwyane Wade

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

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

Lights is blinding, girls blinders
So they can step out of bounds
The sidelines is blind with
Who sipping life casually, then gradually become

bite the apple, Eve, caught up in the in crowd
Now you're in style, end of the winter cold
En vogue with your out, the city of sin is a pity on a whim
Good girls gone bad, the cities filled with

Mommy took a bus trip, now she got her out
Everybody her just like a bus route
Hail Mary to the city, a virgin
And Jesus save you, life starts when the church ends

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

In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are of
nothing you can't do, now you're in New York
These streets will make you brand new
Big lights will inspire you, let's it for New York
New York, New

One in the air for the big city
Street lights, big all looking pretty
No place in the world can compare
Put your lighters in the air, say yeah, 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 feel new
Big lights inspire you, let's hear it for New York
New York, New