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)
Come here, 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 about is who got beef
Who snitchin', who told
Who came home, who still gone, who restin' in
Now they killin' over money, not drugs, rap replaced it
Cause with 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 burnt the game, learnt you lames a new
Your soft man, y'all need some new weapons
The P's breathe and skullies and Timmies
mixed, spics, niggas and giddies
From my ghetto kings in deep we don't blink
But don't we wastin' our time
It's a New York 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 dream's still
Greed still the cousin of
Always feels like somethin' farther time
In the Streets of New
(New York state of mind, New State of mind)

All I see is homes
And who it's holdin', our
comforts the brain
It's like I'm insane
The revolution has to start, waste no time
In the Streets of New
(New state of mind, New York state of mind)

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

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

I'm from the home of a million legends and settin'
A lot of footsteps to follow, I've steppin'
Mind stressin' tryin' to find a record shreddin'
Time precious, I ain't rest since nine eleven
I live fast, hustle like 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, evil keep politics
Every block is at risk, the metropolis
The opposite of Minelli and Frank Sinatra
Keys, Nas and Ra the gangsta's opera
So New York City with me, talk gritty
up to us New York it's our city
Here the man come the anthem, hands up
It's time the thrill is New York, let's stand up

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