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

(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 came home, who still gone, who in peace
Now they killin' music money, not drugs, rap replaced it
Cause thugs no brains got no patience
New jacks I whip 'em with the funky rhythm I be kickin'
Musician and flatten
A pain, I'm like Saddam
Still alive at his dead children's burnt remains
I burnt the game, learnt you lames a new
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 in deep thought we don't blink
But don't think we wastin' our
It's a New York of mind

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

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

All I see is street
And who it's holdin', our
Only comforts the
It's like I'm insane
The revolution has to start, waste no time
In the Streets of New
(New York 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
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
Just the same
Baby loves and with no shame
Can't get (get away), epidemic plague
Every hood in state
Don't have no reasons cause relieve is to find

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

I'm the home of a million legends and trend settin'
A lot of footsteps to follow, I've steppin'
Mind stressin' to find a record crime shreddin'
precious, I ain't have rest since nine eleven
I live fast, hustle like is my last
I get cash, the like a day on the Ave.
Crack bein' raw, gats off
Manhattan squeezin' off, from who tease with war
The eve of the Apocalypse, keep movin' politics
Every block is at risk, the metropolitan
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
the man come with the anthem, hands up
It's time the is back New York, let's stand up

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