Luyện nghe bài hát New York State of Mind

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

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

New
Concrete jungle dreams are made of
There's nothin' you do
Now in New York (new york!)
streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will you
hear it for New York, New York, New York

Catch me at the X OG at a Yankee game
Do I made the Yankee hat more famous a Yankee can
You know 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, where we sellin' rock
Africa home of the hip-hop
Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, back
For foreigners it ain't for they act they forgot how to act
Eight stories, out there in it naked
City is a pity, of y'all won't make it
Me, I got a plug, Ed "I Got It Made"
If Jesus Lebron, I'm payin' Dwayne Wade
dice cee-lo, three card molly
Labour Day Parade, rest in peace Bob
Statue of Liberty, long the World Trade
live the Kingdom, I'm from the Empire St. that's

New
Concrete where 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 York

Lights is blinding, need blinders
So they can out of bounds quick
The sidelines is, lined casualties, who sip to life casually
Then gradually 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, it's a pity on the
Good gone bad, the city's filled with them

Mommy took a bus trip, now she got her out
Everybody ride her, like a bus route
Hail Mary to the city, you're a
And can't save you, life starts when the church end
Came for school, graduated to the high life
Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the
MDMA got you feelin' like a
The never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien

New
jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you do
Now in New York
streets will make you feel brand new
Big will inspire you
Let's it for New York, New York,
New

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

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