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

 Yeah
 Yeah  out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
  next to Deniro, but I'll be hood forever
 I'm the new Sinatra,  since I made it here
 I can make it anywhere, yeah they love  everywhere
 I used to cop in  all of my Dominicano's
 Right there  on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald's
 Took it  my stashbox, 560 State Strett
 Catch me in  kitchen like a Simmons with them pastries
 Cruisin' down 8th Street,  white Lexus
 Drivin' so slow,  BK is from Texas
  I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
 Now I live on billboard and I brought my boys  me
 Say whatup to Ty-Ty, still sippin'  tai's
 Sittin' courtside, Knicks  Nets give me high five
 Nigga I be Spike'd out,  could trip a referee
 Tell by my attitude that  most definitely from...
 
 New York
 Concrete jungle where  are made of
 There's nothin' you can't 
 Now you're  New York
 These  will make you feel brand new
 Big lights will inspire 
 Let's hear it for New  New York,
 New York
 
 Catch me at  X with OG at a Yankee game
 Shit, I made the  hat more famous then a Yankee can
 You should know I  blue, but I ain't a Crip though
 But I got a gang  Niggas walkin' with my clique though
 Welcome to the melting pot, corners  we sellin' rock
 Africa  shit, home of the hip-hop
 Yellow cab, gypsy cab,  cab, holla back
  foreigners it ain't for they act like they forgot how to act
 Eight  stories, out there in it naked
 City is a pity,  of y'all won't make it
 Me,  got a plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made"
 If  payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwayne Wade
 Three dice cee-lo, three  molly
 Labour  Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
 Statue of  long live the World Trade
 Long live  Kingdome, I'm from the Empire St. that's
 
 New York
 Concrete jungle where dreams are made 
 There's nothin'  can't do
 Now you're  New York
  streets will make you feel brand new
 Big lights  inspire you
 Let's  it for New York, New York,
 New York
 
  is blinding, girls need blinders
 So  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
 Caught up in the in-crowd,  you're in style
 End of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with your  out
 City of sin, it's a pity on  wind
 Good girls gone  the city's filled with them
 Mommy took a bus trip, now  got her bust out
 Everybody ride her, just  a bus route
 Hail Mary  the city, you're a virgin
 And Jesus can't save you, life starts when  church end
 Came here for school, graduated to the  life
 Ball  rap stars, addicted to the limelight
 MDMA got  feelin' like a champion
 The city never sleeps, better slip you an 
 
 New York
 Concrete jungle where  are made of
 There's nothin' you can't 
 Now you're in  York
 These streets  make you feel brand new
 Big  will inspire you
 Let's hear it for New York, New 
 New York
 
 One hand in the air for the big 
  big dreams, all lookin' pretty
 No place  the world that could compare
  your lighters in the air
 Everybody  "Yeah, Yeah. Yeah, Yeah"
 
 New York
 Concrete jungle where dreams are  of
 There's nothin'  can't do
 Now you're in  York
 These streets will  you feel brand new
 Big  will inspire you
 Let's  it for New York, New York,
 New York