Luyện nghe bài hát New York State of Mind

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

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

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

Catch me at the X with OG at a game
Do I made the Yankee hat more famous a Yankee can
You should I bleed blue, but I ain't 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, back
For foreigners it ain't for they act like they how to act
Eight million stories, out there in it
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
Three dice cee-lo, card molly
Labour Day Parade, in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, live the World Trade
Long live the Kingdom, I'm the Empire St. that's

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

Lights is blinding, girls need
So can step out of bounds quick
The sidelines is, with 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 gets cold, en vogue, with your skin out
City of sin, it's a pity on the
Good girls gone bad, the filled with them

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

New
Concrete jungle where dreams are of
There's you can't do
Now in New York
streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will you
hear 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 could compare
Put your in the air
say "Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah"

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