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 hood
I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it
I can make it anywhere, they love me everywhere
I used to cop in Harlem, all of my
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 Simmons with them

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

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

me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
Do I made the Yankee hat famous then a Yankee can
You should know I bleed blue, but I a Crip though
But I got a gang of brothers with my clique though
to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rock
Africa Bambata 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 won't make it
Me, I got a plug, Ed "I Got It Made"
If payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwayne Wade
dice cee-lo, three card molly
Labour Day Parade, rest in Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long live the Trade
Long the Kingdom, I'm from the Empire St. that's

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

Lights is blinding, need blinders
So they can step out of bounds
The sidelines is, lined with casualties, who sip to casually
Then gradually worse, don't bite the apple leaf
up in the in-crowd, now you're in style
End of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with your out
City of sin, it's a pity on the
Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with

took a bus trip, now she got her bust out
Everybody her, just like a bus route
Mary to the city, you're a virgin
And Jesus can't save you, life when the church end
Came for school, graduated to the high life
Ball players, rap stars, to the limelight
MDMA got you feelin' like a
The city sleeps, better slip you an Ambien

New
Concrete jungle where are made of
There's nothin' you do
Now you're in New
These streets will 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 compare
Put lighters in the air
say "Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah"

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