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