🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Empire State Of Mind (ft Alicia Keys) - Jay-Z

 Yeah
 Yeah I'm  that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
 Right next to Deniro, but I'll be hood 
 I'm the new Sinatra,  since I made it here
 I can make it anywhere, yeah they love me 
 I used to cop in Harlem, all  my Dominicano's
 Right there up  Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald's
 Took it to my stashbox,  State Strett
 Catch me in the kitchen like a  with them pastries
 Cruisin' down 8th Street,  white Lexus
 Drivin' so slow, but BK is  Texas
 Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home  that boy Biggie
 Now I live on billboard and I  my boys with me
 Say whatup to Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai 
 Sittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me  five
 Nigga I  Spike'd out, I could trip a referee
 Tell by my attitude that I'm  definitely from...
 
 New York
 Concrete jungle where dreams  made of
 There's nothin'  can't do
 Now you're in  York
 These streets  make you feel brand new
 Big lights will  you
 Let's hear it  New York, New York,
 New York
 
 Catch me at  X with OG at a Yankee game
 Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee 
  should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though
 But I got a gang of  walkin' with my clique though
 Welcome to the  pot, corners where we sellin' rock
 Africa Bambata shit, home of the 
 Yellow cab,  cab, dollar cab, holla back
 For foreigners it ain't for  act like they forgot how to act
 Eight million stories, out there in  naked
 City is  pity, half of y'all won't make it
 Me, I got a plug, Special Ed "I Got It 
 If Jesus  Lebron, I'm payin' Dwayne Wade
 Three dice cee-lo, three card 
 Labour Day Parade, rest in peace Bob 
 Statue of Liberty, long live the World 
 Long live the  I'm from the Empire St. that's
 
 New York
 Concrete jungle where dreams are made 
 There's nothin' you  do
 Now  in New York
  streets will make you feel brand new
 Big  will inspire you
 Let's hear it for New  New York,
 New York
 
  is blinding, girls need blinders
  they can step out of bounds quick
 The  is, lined with casualties, who sip to life casually
 Then  become worse, don't bite the apple leaf
  up in the in-crowd, now you're in style
 End of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with  skin out
 City of sin,  a pity on the wind
 Good girls gone  the city's filled with them
  took a bus trip, now she got her bust out
 Everybody ride her, just  a bus route
 Hail Mary to the city,  a virgin
 And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the  end
  here for school, graduated to the high life
 Ball players,  stars, addicted to the limelight
 MDMA got you feelin' like  champion
 The  never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien
 
 New York
 Concrete jungle where dreams  made of
 There's nothin' you  do
 Now you're  New York
 These streets will make you feel  new
  lights will inspire you
 Let's hear it  New York, New York,
 New York
 
 One hand in the air for  big city
  big dreams, all lookin' pretty
 No place in the world that could 
 Put your lighters in the 
  say "Yeah, Yeah. Yeah, Yeah"
 
 New York
 Concrete  where dreams are made of
  nothin' you can't do
 Now you're in New 
 These streets will make you feel  new
 Big lights will inspire 
 Let's hear it for  York, New York,
 New York