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Gb
Yeah, Yeah, Im'ma up at Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca Right next to DeNiro, But I’ll be hood forever Bmaj7

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Bmaj7
I’m the new Sinatra, and since I made it here I can make it anywhere, yeah they love me everywhere Gb

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Gb
I used to cop in Harlem, all of my dominicanos Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's Bmaj7

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Bmaj7
Took it to my stash spot, Five Sixty Stage street Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whipping pastry Gb

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Gb
Cruising down 8th street, off white Lexus Driving so slow but BK is from Texas Bmaj7

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Bmaj7
Me I’m up at Bedsty, home of that boy Biggie Now i live on billboard, and i brought my boys with me Gb

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Gb
Say what up to Ty Ty, still sipping Malta Sitting court-side Knicks and Nets give me high fives Bb

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Bb
N-gga I be spiked out, I can trip a referee Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from Chorus: Bmaj7

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Bmaj7
In New York Gb

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Gb
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can’t do Bmaj7

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Bmaj7
Now you’re in New York Gb

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Gb
These streets will make you feel brand new The lights will inspire you Bmaj7

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Bmaj7
Let's here it for New York, New York, New York I made you hot n-gga Gb

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Gb
Catch me at the X with OG

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G
at a Yankee game Sh-t I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can Bmaj7

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Bmaj7
You should know I bleed Blue, but I ain't a crip tho But I got a gang of n-ggas walking with my click though Gb

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Gb
welcome to the melting pot, corners where we selling rocks Afrika Bambaataa sh-t, home of the hip hop Bmaj7

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Bmaj7
Yellow cap, gypsy cap, dollar cab, holla back For foreigners it ain't fitted they forgot how to act Gb

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Gb
Eight million stories out there and their naked Cities is a pity half of y’all won’t make it Bmaj7

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Bmaj7
Me I gotta plug a special and i got it made If Jesus payin' LeBron, I’m paying Dwayne Wade Three dice Cee-Lo, three card marley Labor day parade, rest in peace Bob Marley, Bb

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Bb
Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade Long live the king yo, I’m from the Empire State that's Chorus: Bmaj7

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Bmaj7
In New York Gb

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Gb
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can’t do Bmaj7

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Bmaj7
Now you’re in New York Gb

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Gb
These streets will make you feel brand new The lights will inspire you Bmaj7

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Bmaj7
Let's here it for New York, New York, New York Gb

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Gb
Lights is blinding, girls need blinders So they can step out of bounds quick, the side lines is Bmaj7

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Bmaj7
Blind with casualties,who sipping life casually Then gradually become worse, don’t bite the apple Eve Gb

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Gb
Caught up in the in crowd, now your in-style And in the winter gets cold en vogue with your skin out Bmaj7

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Bmaj7
The city of sin is a pity on a whim Good girls gone bad, the cities filled with them Gb

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Gb
Mommy took a bus trip and now she got her bust out Everybody ride her, just like a bus route Bmaj7

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Bmaj7
Hail Mary to the city your a Virgin And Jesus can’t save you life starts when the church ends Gb

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Gb
Came here for school, graduated to the high life Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight Bb

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Bb
MDMA

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A
got you feeling like a champion The city never sleeps better slip you a Ambien Chorus: Bmaj7

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Bmaj7
In New York Gb

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Gb
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can’t do Bmaj7

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Bmaj7
Now you’re in New York Gb

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Gb
These streets will make you feel brand new The lights will inspire you Bmaj7

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Bmaj7
Let's here it for New York, New York, New York B

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B
One hand in the air for the big city Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty Db

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Db
No place in the World that can compare Ebm

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Ebm
Bb

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Bb
Put your lighters in the air, everybody say yeah Come on, come, yeah Chorus: Bmaj7

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Bmaj7
In New York Gb

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Gb
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can’t do Bmaj7

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Bmaj7
Now you’re in New York Gb

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Gb
These streets will make you feel brand new The lights will inspire you Bmaj7

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Bmaj7
Let's here it for New York, New York, New York
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