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 I’m the new Sinatra, and since I made it here I can make it anywhere, yeah they love me everywhere Gb I used to cop in Harlem, all of my dominicanos Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's Bmaj7 Took it to my stash spot, Five Sixty Stage street Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whipping pastry Gb Cruising down 8th street, off white Lexus Driving so slow but BK is from Texas 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 Say what up to Ty Ty, still sipping Malta Sitting court-side Knicks and Nets give me high fives Bb N-gga I be spiked out, I can trip a referee Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from Chorus: Bmaj7 In New York Gb Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can’t do Bmaj7 Now you’re in New York Gb These streets will make you feel brand new The lights will inspire you Bmaj7 Let's here it for New York, New York, New York I made you hot n-gga Gb Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game Sh-t I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can 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 welcome to the melting pot, corners where we selling rocks Afrika Bambaataa sh-t, home of the hip hop Bmaj7 Yellow cap, gypsy cap, dollar cab, holla back For foreigners it ain't fitted they forgot how to act Gb Eight million stories out there and their naked Cities is a pity half of y’all won’t make it 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 Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade Long live the king yo, I’m from the Empire State that's Chorus: Bmaj7 In New York Gb Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can’t do Bmaj7 Now you’re in New York Gb These streets will make you feel brand new The lights will inspire you Bmaj7 Let's here it for New York, New York, New York Gb Lights is blinding, girls need blinders So they can step out of bounds quick, the side lines is Bmaj7 Blind with casualties,who sipping life casually Then gradually become worse, don’t bite the apple Eve Gb Caught up in the in crowd, now your in-style And in the winter gets cold en vogue with your skin out Bmaj7 The city of sin is a pity on a whim Good girls gone bad, the cities filled with them Gb Mommy took a bus trip and now she got her bust out Everybody ride her, just like a bus route Bmaj7 Hail Mary to the city your a Virgin And Jesus can’t save you life starts when the church ends Gb Came here for school, graduated to the high life Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight Bb MDMA got you feeling like a champion The city never sleeps better slip you a Ambien Chorus: Bmaj7 In New York Gb Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can’t do Bmaj7 Now you’re in New York Gb These streets will make you feel brand new The lights will inspire you Bmaj7 Let's here it for New York, New York, New York B One hand in the air for the big city Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty Db No place in the World that can compare Ebm Bb Put your lighters in the air, everybody say yeah Come on, come, yeah Chorus: Bmaj7 In New York Gb Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can’t do Bmaj7 Now you’re in New York Gb These streets will make you feel brand new The lights will inspire you Bmaj7 Let's here it for New York, New York, New York
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