Luyện nghe bài hát New York State of Mind

Yeah I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm in Tribeca
Right next to Deniro, but be hood forever
I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it
I can make it anywhere, they love me everywhere
I to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano's
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 them

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

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

Catch me at the X with OG at a game
Do I the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee can
You should know I blue, but I ain't a Crip though
But I got a gang of brothers walkin' with my though
Welcome to the melting pot, corners we sellin' rock
Africa Bambata home of the
Yellow cab, cab, dollar cab, holla back
For it ain't for they act like they forgot how to act
million 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 payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwayne
Three dice cee-lo, three molly
Labour Day Parade, rest in peace Bob
of Liberty, long live the World Trade
Long the Kingdom, I'm from the Empire St. that's

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

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

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

New
Concrete where 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 lookin'
No in the world that could 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 you're in New
These will make you feel brand new
Big lights will you
hear it for New York, New York, New York