Luyện nghe bài hát Streets of New York (City Life)

Nasty, yeah, (New York, New York)
Hey yo black it's again, yeah, yeah
(New York, New York)
here, yeah, yeah
(New York, New York)
Hey yo it's time

(yeah, yeah, hey yo it's time)

If you knew my
You would know all talk about is who got beef
Who snitchin', who police
Who came home, who still gone, who restin' in
Now they killin' music money, not drugs, rap replaced it
Cause with no brains got no patience
New jacks I whip 'em with the funky rhythm I be kickin'
Musician and composition
A pain, I'm like Saddam
alive lookin' at his dead children's burnt remains
I burnt the game, learnt you lames a new
Your crew's soft man, y'all need new weapons
The P's breathe Warriorz and skullies and
Around mixed, spics, and giddies
From my ghetto kings in deep thought we don't
But don't we wastin' our time
It's a New York state of

New York, New York, New
New York City, oh
New York, New York, New
New York City,

like a jungle, out here
So much struggle, out
And my dream's unphased
Greed still the cousin of
Always feels like always somethin' farther
In the of New York
(New York state of mind, New State of mind)

All I see is street
And who holdin', our people
comforts the brain
It's I'm going insane
The revolution has to start, don't no time
In the of New York
(New state of mind, New York state of mind)

New York, New York, New York, New oh
of mind (New York City)
New York, New York, New York, New oh
State of (New York City)
New York, New York, New York, New oh
Big dreams (New City)
New York, New York, New York, New oh
Big

Oh, break the
Just ain't the
Baby loves and girls no shame
get away (get away), epidemic plague
Every in every state
Don't have no reasons relieve is hard to find

In the of New York (New York state of mind)
In the of New York (New York state of mind)
In the of New York (New York state of mind)
In the of New York (New York state of mind)
(New state of mind)

I'm from the of a million legends and trend settin'
A lot of to follow, I've been steppin'
Mind stressin' tryin' to find a record shreddin'
Time precious, I ain't have rest since eleven
I live fast, hustle today is my last
I get cash, the struggle's a day on the Ave.
Crack bein' raw, gats off
Manhattan off, from cats who tease with war
The eve of the Apocalypse, evil keep movin'
Every is at risk, the metropolitan metropolis
The opposite of Minelli and Frank Sinatra
Keys, Nas and Ra the gangsta's opera
So New York City walk with me, gritty
It's up to us New York it's our
Here the man come with the anthem, up
It's time the is back New York, let's stand up

Oh yeah, Keys
God Rakim Allah
New City, Nasty Nas
A. Keys, yeah,