🎵 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  made it here
 I can  it anywhere, yeah they love me everywhere
 I used to cop in Harlem, all of  Dominicano's
 Right there up  Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald's
 Took  to my stashbox, 560 State Strett
 Catch me in the kitchen like  Simmons with them pastries
 Cruisin' down 8th Street,  white Lexus
 Drivin' so  but BK is from Texas
 Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy,  of that boy Biggie
 Now I live  billboard and I brought my boys with me
 Say whatup to Ty-Ty,  sippin' mai tai's
 Sittin'  Knicks & Nets give me high five
 Nigga I be Spike'd out, I could trip a 
 Tell by  attitude that I'm most definitely from...
 
 New York
 Concrete jungle where dreams  made of
 There's nothin' you can't 
  you're in New York
 These streets will make you feel  new
  lights will inspire you
 Let's hear it for New  New York,
 New York
 
 Catch me at the X with OG  a Yankee game
 Shit, I  the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee can
 You should know I bleed blue, but I  a Crip though
 But  got a gang of Niggas walkin' with my clique though
 Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we  rock
 Africa Bambata  home of the hip-hop
 Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla 
 For foreigners it ain't for they act like they  how to act
 Eight million stories, out there in it 
 City is a pity, half of y'all won't make 
  I got a plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made"
 If Jesus payin' Lebron, I'm  Dwayne Wade
  dice cee-lo, three card molly
 Labour Day Parade, rest in peace  Marley
 Statue  Liberty, long live the World Trade
 Long live the Kingdome, I'm  the Empire St. that's
 
 New York
 Concrete jungle where dreams are made 
 There's  you can't do
 Now you're  New York
 These streets will  you feel brand new
 Big lights will inspire 
  hear it for New York, New York,
 New York
 
 Lights is blinding, girls  blinders
 So they can  out of bounds quick
 The  is, lined with casualties, who sip to life casually
 Then gradually become  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 skin 
  of sin, it's a pity on the wind
 Good  gone bad, the city's filled with them
 Mommy took a bus  now she got her bust out
 Everybody  her, just like a bus route
  Mary to the city, you're a virgin
  Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church end
 Came here for school, graduated  the high life
 Ball players,  stars, addicted to the limelight
 MDMA got you  like a champion
 The city never sleeps, better slip you an 
 
 New York
 Concrete jungle where dreams  made of
 There's  you can't do
 Now you're in New 
 These streets will  you feel brand new
 Big lights will  you
  hear it for New York, New York,
 New York
 
 One hand in the air for the  city
  big dreams, all lookin' pretty
 No place in the world that could 
  your lighters in the air
 Everybody say  Yeah. Yeah, Yeah"
 
 New York
 Concrete jungle where  are made of
 There's nothin'  can't do
 Now you're in  York
 These streets will make you  brand new
 Big lights  inspire you
 Let's  it for New York, New York,
 New York