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 black time)

If you my streets
You would know all everybody talk is who got beef
Who snitchin', who police
Who came home, who still gone, who in peace
Now killin' over music money, not drugs, rap replaced it
Cause thugs with no brains got no
New jacks I whip 'em with the funky rhythm I be kickin'
Musician and composition
A pain, I'm Saddam Hussein
Still alive at his dead children's burnt remains
I burnt the game, 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, and giddies
From my ghetto kings in deep thought we blink
But don't think we 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,

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

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

New York, New York, New York, New oh
of mind (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, break the
ain't the same
Baby and girls with no shame
get away (get away), epidemic plague
Every in every state
have no reasons cause relieve is hard to find

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

I'm from the home of a legends and trend settin'
A lot of footsteps to follow, been steppin'
Mind stressin' tryin' to find a record crime
Time precious, I ain't have rest nine eleven
I live fast, like today is my last
I get cash, the struggle's a day on the Ave.
bein' raw, gats squeezin' off
Manhattan squeezin' off, from who tease with war
The eve of the Apocalypse, evil keep movin'
Every block is at risk, the metropolitan
The of Liza Minelli and Frank Sinatra
Keys, Nas and Ra the gangsta's opera
So New York City walk with me, talk
up to us New York it's our city
Here the man come the anthem, hands up
time the thrill is back New York, let's stand up

Oh yeah, crucial
Your God Rakim
New York City, Nas
A. Keys, yeah,