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

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

(yeah, yeah, hey yo black time)

If you knew my
You would all everybody talk about is who got beef
Who snitchin', who police
Who came home, who still gone, who in peace
Now they killin' over money, not drugs, rap replaced it
Cause thugs no brains got no patience
New jacks I pistol whip 'em the funky rhythm I be kickin'
and flatten composition
A pain, I'm like Hussein
Still alive at his dead children's burnt remains
I the game, learnt you lames a new lesson
crew's soft man, y'all need some new weapons
The P's breathe and skullies and Timmies
Around mixed, spics, niggas and
From my ghetto kings in thought we don't blink
But think we wastin' our time
a New York state of mind

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

It's a jungle, out here
So struggle, out here
And my dream's still
Greed still the of death
Always feels like somethin' farther time
In the Streets of New
(New York state of mind, New York of mind)

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

New York, New York, New York, New oh
State of (New York City)
New York, New York, New York, New oh
of crime (New York City)
New York, New York, New York, New oh
Big (New York City)
New York, New York, New York, New oh
Big

Oh, the game
ain't the same
Baby loves and with no shame
get away (get away), epidemic plague
Every in every state
Don't have no cause relieve is hard to find

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

I'm from the home of a legends and trend settin'
A lot of footsteps to follow, I've been
Mind stressin' tryin' to find a record shreddin'
Time precious, I have rest since nine eleven
I live fast, hustle like is my last
I get cash, the like a day on the Ave.
Crack raw, gats squeezin' off
squeezin' off, from cats who tease with war
The eve of the Apocalypse, keep movin' politics
block is at risk, the metropolitan metropolis
The opposite of Minelli and Frank Sinatra
Alicia Keys, Nas and Ra the gangsta's
So New York City walk with me, gritty
up to us New York it's our city
Here the man with the anthem, hands up
It's the thrill is back New York, let's stand up

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