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

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