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 I made it here
I can make it anywhere, yeah love me everywhere
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 them

down 8th Street, off white Lexus
Drivin' so slow, but BK is from
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 out, I could trip a referee
Tell by my that I'm most definitely from

New
Concrete jungle where are made of
There's nothin' you do
Now in New York (new york!)
These streets will make you feel new
Big will inspire you
Let's it for New York, New York, New York

Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee
Do I made the hat more famous then a Yankee can
You know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though
But I got a gang of walkin' with my clique though
to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rock
Africa home of the hip-hop
Yellow cab, gypsy cab, cab, holla 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, half of y'all make it
Me, I got a plug, Ed "I Got It Made"
If Jesus payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwayne
Three cee-lo, three card molly
Labour Day Parade, rest in peace Bob
of Liberty, long live the World Trade
Long live the Kingdom, I'm the Empire St. that's

New
Concrete where dreams are made of
There's you can't do
Now you're in New
These streets will make you brand new
Big lights will 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 casually
Then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple
Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in
End of the winter gets cold, en vogue, your skin out
City of sin, a pity on the wind
Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with

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

New
Concrete jungle where 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
Let's it for New York, New York,
New

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

New
jungle where dreams are made of
There's 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