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

 Yeah
 Yeah I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm  in Tribeca
 Right next to Deniro, but I'll  hood forever
 I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made  here
 I can make it  yeah they love me everywhere
  used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano's
 Right there up on  pull me back to that McDonald's
  it to my stashbox, 560 State Strett
  me in the kitchen like a Simmons with them pastries
 Cruisin'  8th Street, off white Lexus
 Drivin'  slow, but BK is from Texas
 Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy 
 Now  live on billboard and I brought my boys with me
 Say whatup  Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai tai's
 Sittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets  me high five
 Nigga I be Spike'd out, I could trip a 
 Tell by my attitude  I'm most definitely from...
 
 New York
 Concrete jungle where dreams  made of
 There's nothin' you  do
 Now you're in  York
 These  will make you feel brand new
 Big lights will inspire 
 Let's hear it for  York, New York,
 New York
 
 Catch me at the X with OG at a  game
 Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous  a Yankee can
 You should know  bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though
 But I got  gang of Niggas walkin' with my clique though
 Welcome to the melting  corners where we sellin' rock
 Africa  shit, home of the hip-hop
 Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab,  back
 For foreigners it ain't for  act like they forgot how to act
 Eight million stories, out there in  naked
  is a pity, half of y'all won't make it
 Me, I got a  Special Ed "I Got It Made"
 If Jesus payin' Lebron, I'm payin'  Wade
 Three dice  three card molly
 Labour Day Parade, rest in peace  Marley
 Statue of Liberty, long live  World Trade
 Long live the  I'm from the Empire St. that's
 
 New York
  jungle where dreams are made of
 There's nothin'  can't do
 Now you're  New York
 These streets will make you feel  new
 Big lights will inspire 
 Let's hear it for New York,  York,
 New York
 
 Lights  blinding, girls need blinders
 So they can step out of  quick
 The sidelines  lined with casualties, who sip to life casually
 Then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple 
 Caught up in the in-crowd,  you're in style
 End of  winter gets cold, en vogue, with your skin out
 City of sin,  a pity on the wind
  girls gone bad, 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 the church 
 Came here for school, graduated to the high 
 Ball players, rap  addicted to the limelight
 MDMA  you feelin' like a champion
 The city never sleeps,  slip you an Ambien
 
 New York
 Concrete  where dreams are made of
 There's nothin' you  do
 Now you're  New York
 These streets will make you  brand new
 Big lights will  you
 Let's hear it for New  New York,
 New York
 
 One hand in the air for  big city
 Streetlights,  dreams, all lookin' pretty
 No place in the world  could compare
 Put your  in the air
 Everybody  "Yeah, Yeah. Yeah, Yeah"
 
 New York
 Concrete  where dreams are made of
  nothin' you can't do
 Now you're  New York
 These streets will make  feel brand new
 Big  will inspire you
 Let's hear it for New York,  York,
 New York