🎵 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  new Sinatra, and since I made it here
 I can make it anywhere,  they love me everywhere
 I used to cop in  all of my Dominicano's
 Right there  on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald's
 Took it to my stashbox, 560  Strett
 Catch me in  kitchen like a Simmons with them pastries
 Cruisin' down 8th Street, off  Lexus
 Drivin' so slow, but BK is from 
 Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy,  of that boy Biggie
 Now I live on  and I brought my boys with me
 Say whatup  Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai tai's
 Sittin'  Knicks & Nets give me high five
  I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee
  by my attitude that I'm most definitely from...
 
 New York
 Concrete jungle where dreams  made of
 There's  you can't do
 Now you're in  York
 These streets will make  feel brand new
  lights will inspire you
 Let's hear it for New York, New 
 New York
 
 Catch me at the X with OG at a  game
 Shit, I made the Yankee hat more  then a Yankee can
 You should know I  blue, but I ain't a Crip though
 But I got a gang of  walkin' with my clique though
 Welcome to the melting pot, corners where  sellin' rock
 Africa Bambata shit, home of  hip-hop
 Yellow cab,  cab, dollar cab, holla back
 For foreigners it ain't for they act like they forgot how to 
 Eight million stories, out  in it naked
 City is a pity, half of y'all  make it
 Me,  got a plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made"
 If Jesus payin' Lebron, I'm payin'  Wade
 Three dice cee-lo, three  molly
 Labour Day  rest in peace Bob Marley
 Statue of  long live the World Trade
 Long live the Kingdome, I'm from the  St. that's
 
 New York
 Concrete jungle where dreams  made of
 There's  you can't do
  you're in New York
 These streets  make you feel brand new
 Big lights will  you
 Let's hear it for  York, New York,
 New York
 
 Lights is blinding, girls need 
 So they can step out  bounds quick
 The sidelines is, lined  casualties, who sip to life casually
  gradually become worse, don't bite the apple leaf
 Caught  in the in-crowd, now you're in style
 End of the winter gets cold, en vogue,  your skin out
  of sin, it's a pity on the wind
 Good girls gone bad, the city's filled  them
 Mommy took a bus trip, now she  her bust out
 Everybody ride  just like a bus route
 Hail Mary to  city, you're a virgin
 And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the  end
 Came here for school, graduated  the high life
 Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the 
 MDMA got you feelin' like  champion
 The city never sleeps,  slip you an Ambien
 
 New York
 Concrete jungle where dreams are  of
 There's nothin'  can't do
 Now  in New York
 These streets  make you feel brand new
 Big lights  inspire you
 Let's hear it  New York, New York,
 New York
 
 One  in the air for the big city
 Streetlights, big dreams, all  pretty
 No place  the world that could compare
 Put your lighters  the air
  say "Yeah, Yeah. Yeah, Yeah"
 
 New York
 Concrete jungle  dreams are made of
 There's nothin' you  do
 Now you're in  York
 These  will make you feel brand new
 Big lights  inspire you
  hear it for New York, New York,
 New York