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

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

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

If you my streets
You would know all everybody about is who got beef
Who snitchin', who told
Who home, who still gone, who restin' in peace
Now they killin' over music money, not drugs, rap it
Cause thugs no brains got no patience
New jacks I pistol whip 'em the funky rhythm I be kickin'
Musician and flatten
A pain, I'm like Saddam
Still alive lookin' at his dead burnt remains
I the game, learnt you lames a new lesson
crew's soft man, y'all need some new weapons
The P's Warriorz and skullies and Timmies
Around mixed, spics, niggas and
my ghetto kings in deep thought we don't blink
But don't think we our time
It's a New 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 unphased
Greed still the cousin of
Always feels like always somethin' 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
Only comforts the
It's like I'm insane
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
of crime (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 the same
Baby loves and girls with no
Can't get away (get away), plague
Every hood in every
Don't have no reasons cause relieve is hard to

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

I'm from the home of a million legends and trend
A lot of footsteps to follow, I've steppin'
Mind tryin' to find a record crime 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 squeezin' off, from cats who with war
The eve of the Apocalypse, keep movin' politics
Every is at risk, the metropolitan metropolis
The opposite of Liza Minelli and Frank
Keys, Nas and Ra the gangsta's opera
So New York City with me, talk gritty
It's up to us New York it's our
Here the man come with the anthem, up
It's time the thrill is New York, let's stand up

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