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[verse 1]
YeaF#maj7 I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in TriBeCa right next to Deniro, but I'll be hood forever I'm the newBmaj7 Sinatra, and... since I made it here
I can make it anywhere, yea, they love me everywhere
I used to cop in F#maj7Harlem, all of my Dominicano's right there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald's Took it to my Bmaj7stashbox, 560 State St.
catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons with them Pastry's
Cruisin' down F#maj78th St., off white Lexus drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas Me, I'm out that Bmaj7Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me
Say what's up tF#maj7o Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai tai's sittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me high five Nigga I be BbSpike'd out, I could trip a referee
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from.... [chorus]
BNew York, concrete jungle where dreams arF#maj7e made of There's nothin' you C#can't do Now you're in NBew York These streets will make you feel F#maj7brand new Big lights will C#inspire you Let's hear it for BNew York, New York, New York
[verse 2]
Catch me at thF#maj7e X with OG at a Yankee game Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee can You should know IBmaj7 bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though
but I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique though
Welcome to the F#maj7melting pot, corners where we sellin' rock Afrika Bambataa shit, home of the hip-hop Yellow cab, Bmaj7gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back
for foreigners it ain't for, they act like they forgot how to act
8 million F#maj7stories, out there in it naked City, it's a pity, half of y'all won't make it Me, I got aBmaj7 plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made"
If Jeezy's payin' LeBron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade
Three dice F#maj7cee-lo, three Card Monty Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley Statue of BbLiberty, long live the World Trade
Long live the King yo, I'm from the Empire State that's [chorus]
BNew York, concrete jungle where dreams arF#maj7e made of There's nothin' you C#can't do Now you're in NBew York These streets will make you feel F#maj7brand new Big lights will C#inspire you Let's hear it for BNew York, New York, New York
[verse 3]
F#maj7Lights is blinding, girls need blinders so they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines is Bmaj7lined with casualties, who sip to life casually
then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple eve
F#maj7Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in style Anna Wintour gets cold, in Vogue with your skin out Bmaj7City of sin, it's a pity on the wind
Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them
F#maj7Mami took a bus trip, now she got her bust out Everybody ride her, just like a bus route Bmaj7Hail Mary to the city, you're a virgin
And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church end
F#maj7Came here for school, graduated to the high life Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight BbMDMA got you feelin' like a champion
The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien [chorus]
BNew York, concrete jungle where dreams arF#maj7e made of There's nothin' you C#can't do Now you're in NBew York These streets will make you feel F#maj7brand new Big lights will C#inspire you Let's hear it for BNew York, New York, New York
[bridge]
Bmaj7One hand in the air for the big city Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty F#maj7No place in the world that could compare EbminPut your lighters in the air Everybody say Bb"yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah"
[chorus]
BNew York, concrete jungle where dreams arF#maj7e made of There's nothin' you C#can't do Now you're in NBew York These streets will make you feel F#maj7brand new Big lights will C#inspire you Let's hear it for BNew York, New York, New YorkF#maj7