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 my streets
You would know all talk about is who got beef
Who snitchin', who told
Who came home, who still gone, who in peace
Now they over music money, not drugs, rap replaced it
Cause thugs with no brains got no
New jacks I pistol whip 'em with the rhythm I be kickin'
Musician and flatten
A pain, I'm like Hussein
Still alive lookin' at his 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 Warriorz and skullies and Timmies
Around mixed, spics, and giddies
From my ghetto kings in deep thought we don't
But don't think we our time
It's a New York state of

New York, New York, New
New City, whoa 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 still the cousin of
Always like always somethin' farther time
In the Streets of New
(New York state of mind, New York 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 no time
In the Streets of New
(New York state of mind, New 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
Baby loves and with no shame
Can't get (get away), epidemic plague
Every hood in every
Don't have no cause relieve is hard to find

In the streets of New York (New state 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 home of a million legends and settin'
A lot of footsteps to follow, been steppin'
Mind stressin' tryin' to find a record shreddin'
Time precious, I ain't have since nine eleven
I live fast, hustle like today is my
I get cash, the struggle's a day on the Ave.
Crack bein' raw, gats off
Manhattan squeezin' off, cats who tease with war
The eve of the Apocalypse, evil movin' politics
Every block is at risk, the metropolis
The opposite of Liza Minelli and Sinatra
Keys, Nas and Ra the gangsta's opera
So New York City walk with me, gritty
up to us New York it's our city
Here the man with the anthem, hands up
It's time the thrill is back New York, let's up

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