Luyện nghe bài hát New York State of Mind

Yeah I'm out Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to Deniro, but I'll be forever
I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it
I can make it anywhere, yeah love me everywhere
I to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano's
Right there up on Broadway, pull me to that McDonald's
Took it to my stashbox, 560 State
Catch me in the kitchen like a with 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 and I brought my boys with me
Say whatup to Ty-Ty, sippin' mai tai's
courtside, Knicks & Nets give me high five
Nigga I be Spike'd out, I trip a referee
Tell by my that I'm most definitely from

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

Catch me at the X with OG at a game
Do I made the Yankee hat famous then a Yankee can
You should I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though
But I got a gang of brothers walkin' my clique though
Welcome to the melting pot, corners 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 forgot how to act
million stories, out there in it naked
City is a pity, half of y'all make it
Me, I got a plug, Ed "I Got It Made"
If Jesus payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwayne
dice cee-lo, three card molly
Labour Day Parade, in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long live the Trade
Long live the Kingdom, I'm from the Empire St.

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 inspire you
Let's it for New York, New York, New York

Lights is blinding, need blinders
So they can out of bounds quick
The sidelines is, lined with casualties, who sip to life
gradually become worse, don't bite the apple leaf
Caught up in the in-crowd, now in style
End of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with skin out
City of sin, a pity on the wind
Good girls gone bad, the city's with them

Mommy a bus trip, now she got her bust out
ride her, just like a bus route
Hail Mary to the city, a virgin
And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the end
Came for school, graduated to the high life
players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight
MDMA got you feelin' a champion
The city never sleeps, better slip you an

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

One hand in the air for the big
Streetlights, big dreams, all lookin'
No place in the world that could
Put your in the air
say "Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah"

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