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 I'll be hood
I'm the new Sinatra, and I made it here
I can make it anywhere, yeah, love me everywhere

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

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

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

In New York, concrete jungle dreams are made, oh
There's nothing you can't do, now you're in New
These streets 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 with OG at a Yankee
Shit, I the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can
You should know I bleed blue, but I a Crip though
But I got a gang of walking with my clique, though

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

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

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

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

Lights is blinding, girls need
So can step out of bounds quick
The sidelines is blind with
Who sipping life casually, then gradually worse

Don't bite the apple, Eve, 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 took a bus trip, now she got her out
Everybody ride her like a bus route
Mary to the city, you're a virgin
And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the ends

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

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

One hand in the air for the big
Street lights, big all looking pretty
No place in the world that can
Put your in the air, everybody say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Come on, on)

In New York, jungle where dreams 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