Luyện nghe bài hát New York State of Mind

Yeah I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in
Right next to Deniro, but I'll be forever
I'm the new Sinatra, and I made 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 with them pastries

Cruisin' down 8th Street, off white
Drivin' so slow, but BK is from
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, 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 could a referee
Tell by my attitude that I'm most from

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

Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee
Do I made the Yankee hat more famous then a can
You should know I bleed blue, but I a Crip though
But I got a gang of walkin' with my clique though
Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we rock
Africa Bambata of the hip-hop
Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla
For foreigners it ain't for they act like forgot how to act
Eight million stories, out 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' Wade
Three dice cee-lo, card molly
Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long the World Trade
Long live the Kingdom, I'm the Empire 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 inspire you
hear it for New York, New York, New York

Lights is blinding, girls blinders
So they can step out of bounds
The sidelines is, with casualties, who sip to life casually
gradually become worse, don't bite the apple leaf
Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in
End of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with your out
of sin, it's 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 ride her, just like a bus
Hail Mary to the city, a virgin
And Jesus can't you, life starts when the church end
here for school, graduated to the high life
Ball players, rap stars, to the limelight
got you feelin' like a champion
The city sleeps, better slip you an Ambien

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

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

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