🎵 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  but I'll be hood forever
 I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made  here
 I can make it anywhere, yeah  love me everywhere
 I used to cop in Harlem,  of my Dominicano's
 Right there up on Broadway, pull me back to  McDonald's
 Took it to  stashbox, 560 State Strett
  me in the kitchen like a Simmons with them pastries
 Cruisin' down 8th Street, off white 
 Drivin' so slow, but BK is from 
 Me,  out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
 Now I live on billboard and I brought my boys  me
 Say whatup to  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 most definitely 
 
 New York
 Concrete  where dreams are made of
 There's nothin' you can't 
 Now  in New York
 These streets will make you feel brand 
 Big lights will inspire 
 Let's hear  for New York, New York,
 New York
 
 Catch me at the X with OG at  Yankee game
 Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then  Yankee can
 You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a  though
 But I got a gang of  walkin' with my clique though
 Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' 
 Africa Bambata shit,  of the hip-hop
 Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab,  back
 For foreigners it ain't for they act like they  how to act
  million stories, out there in it naked
 City is a pity,  of y'all won't make it
  I got a plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made"
  Jesus payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwayne Wade
  dice cee-lo, three card molly
 Labour  Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
 Statue of  long live the World Trade
 Long live the Kingdome, I'm from the Empire St. 
 
 New York
 Concrete jungle  dreams are made of
 There's nothin'  can't do
 Now you're  New York
 These streets will make you feel brand 
 Big lights  inspire you
 Let's hear it for  York, New York,
 New York
 
 Lights  blinding, girls need blinders
  they can step out of bounds quick
 The sidelines is, lined with casualties, who sip to life 
 Then gradually become worse, don't bite  apple leaf
 Caught up in the  now you're in style
 End of the winter  cold, en vogue, with your skin out
 City of  it's a pity on the wind
 Good girls gone  the city's filled with them
 Mommy took  bus trip, now she got her bust out
  ride 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  high life
 Ball  rap stars, addicted to the limelight
 MDMA got you feelin' like  champion
 The city never sleeps, better slip you an 
 
 New York
 Concrete  where dreams are made of
 There's nothin' you  do
  you're in New York
 These streets will make you feel brand 
 Big lights will inspire 
 Let's  it for New York, New York,
 New York
 
 One hand in the  for the big city
  big dreams, all lookin' pretty
 No  in the world that could compare
 Put your  in the air
 Everybody say "Yeah,  Yeah, Yeah"
 
 New York
 Concrete jungle where dreams are made 
 There's  you can't do
 Now you're  New York
 These  will make you feel brand new
  lights will inspire you
 Let's hear it for  York, New York,
 New York