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

 Yeah
 Yeah I'm out that Brooklyn,  I'm down in Tribeca
 Right next to Deniro, but  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, all  my Dominicano's
 Right there up on  pull me back to that McDonald's
 Took it  my stashbox, 560 State Strett
  me in the kitchen like a Simmons with them pastries
 Cruisin' down  Street, off white Lexus
 Drivin' so slow,  BK is from Texas
 Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home  that boy Biggie
 Now I live on billboard and  brought my boys with me
 Say  to Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai tai's
 Sittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me  five
  I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee
 Tell  my attitude that I'm most definitely from...
 
 New York
 Concrete  where dreams are made of
 There's nothin' you  do
 Now you're  New York
 These streets will make you feel brand 
 Big lights will  you
 Let's  it for New York, New York,
 New York
 
 Catch me at the X with OG at a  game
 Shit, I made the Yankee hat more  then a Yankee can
 You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a  though
 But  got a gang of Niggas walkin' with my clique though
 Welcome to the melting pot, corners where  sellin' rock
 Africa Bambata shit, home of  hip-hop
 Yellow cab,  cab, dollar cab, holla back
 For foreigners it ain't for they act like they  how to act
 Eight million stories, out there  it naked
 City is a pity, half of  won't make it
 Me, I  a plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made"
 If Jesus payin'  I'm payin' Dwayne Wade
 Three dice cee-lo,  card molly
  Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
 Statue  Liberty, long live the World Trade
 Long live the Kingdome, I'm from the Empire  that's
 
 New York
  jungle where dreams are made of
 There's nothin' you  do
 Now you're in  York
 These streets will make you feel brand 
  lights will inspire you
 Let's hear it for  York, New York,
 New York
 
 Lights is  girls need blinders
 So they  step out of bounds quick
 The sidelines is, lined  casualties, who sip to life casually
 Then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple 
 Caught up  the in-crowd, now you're in style
 End of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with your  out
 City of sin, it's a  on the wind
 Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with 
 Mommy took a bus trip,  she got her bust out
 Everybody ride her, just like  bus route
 Hail Mary to the city, you're a 
 And Jesus can't save you, life starts  the church end
 Came here for school, graduated to the  life
 Ball players, rap stars,  to the limelight
 MDMA got you feelin' like  champion
 The city never  better slip you an Ambien
 
 New York
 Concrete jungle where  are made of
 There's nothin' you  do
 Now you're  New York
 These streets will make  feel brand new
 Big lights  inspire you
 Let's hear it for New York, New 
 New York
 
 One hand in the  for the big city
 Streetlights, big  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 dreams  made of
  nothin' you can't do
 Now  in New York
 These streets will make you feel  new
 Big  will inspire you
 Let's hear  for New York, New York,
 New York