Luyện nghe bài hát New York State of Mind

Yeah I'm out Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
Right to Deniro, but I'll be hood forever
I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it
I can make it anywhere, yeah they me everywhere
I used to cop in Harlem, all of my
there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald's
Took it to my stashbox, 560 State
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons them pastries

Cruisin' down 8th Street, off Lexus
so slow, but BK is from Texas
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of boy Biggie
Now I live on billboard and I brought my with me
Say to Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai tai's
Sittin' courtside, & Nets give me high five
Nigga I be Spike'd out, I trip a referee
Tell by my attitude that I'm definitely from

New
Concrete where dreams are made of
nothin' you can't do
Now in New York (new york!)
streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights inspire you
Let's hear it for New York, New York, New

Catch me at the X with OG at a game
Do I made the Yankee hat more famous a Yankee can
You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip
But I got a gang of brothers with my clique though
Welcome to the pot, corners where we sellin' rock
Bambata home of the hip-hop
Yellow cab, gypsy cab, cab, holla 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, of y'all won't make it
Me, I got a plug, Ed "I Got It Made"
If Jesus payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Wade
Three cee-lo, three card molly
Labour Day Parade, rest in peace Bob
Statue of Liberty, long live the Trade
Long live the Kingdom, I'm from the St. that's

New
Concrete jungle where dreams are of
There's you can't do
Now in New York
These streets will make you brand new
Big lights will you
Let's hear it for New York, New York, New

Lights is blinding, need blinders
So they can step out of quick
The sidelines is, with casualties, who sip to life casually
Then gradually become worse, don't the apple leaf
up in the in-crowd, now you're in style
End of the winter cold, en vogue, with your skin out
City of sin, a pity on the wind
Good gone bad, the city's 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 save you, life starts when the church end
here for school, graduated to the high life
Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the
MDMA got you feelin' like a
The city never sleeps, better slip you an

New
Concrete jungle dreams are made of
nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New
These streets make you feel brand new
Big lights inspire you
hear it for New York, New York,
New

One in the air for the big city
Streetlights, big dreams, all pretty
No place in the world that compare
Put your in the air
say "Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah"

New
Concrete jungle where dreams are of
There's you can't do
Now you're in New
These streets make you feel brand new
Big lights inspire you
Let's hear it for New York, New York, New