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

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

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

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

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

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

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

New York, New York, New York, New oh
State of (New York City)
New York, New York, New York, New oh
State of crime (New 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
Just ain't the
loves and girls with no shame
Can't get away (get away), plague
Every in every state
Don't have no reasons cause relieve is to find

In the streets of New York (New York of mind)
In the streets of New York (New York of mind)
In the of New York (New York state of mind)
In the streets of New York (New York of mind)
(New York 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 a record crime shreddin'
Time precious, I ain't have rest nine eleven
I live fast, like today 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, evil movin' politics
Every is at risk, the metropolitan metropolis
The opposite of Liza Minelli and Sinatra
Alicia Keys, Nas and Ra the gangsta's
So New City walk with me, talk gritty
It's up to us New York it's our
Here the man with the anthem, hands up
It's time the thrill is back New York, stand up

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