Chords with lyrics
Tuning: G C E A (G C E A) Verse 1: B Yeah, I'm out of Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca Right next to DeNiro but I’ll be hood forever E I’m the new Sinatra and since I made it here I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere B I used to cop in Harlem, hola my Dominicanos Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonalds E Took it to my stash spot, 560 State street F# Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whipping pastry B Cruising down 8th street Off-white Lexus driving so slow but BK is from Texas E Me I’m out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me
Pre-Chorus: F# G#m Say what up to TyTy, still sipping mai tais F# Sitting courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives D# Homie I be Spiked out, I can trip a referee Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from Chorus: E New York F# G#m Concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh B There's nothing you can’t do E Now you’re in New York F# G#m These streets will make you feel brand new B Big lights will inspire you E Now you're in New York, New York, New York
Verse 2: F# B Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game Yeah, I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can E You should know I bleed Blue, but I'm not a Crip, though But I got a gang of people walking with my clique though F# B Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we selling rocks Afrika Bambaataa stuff, home of the hip-hop E Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back For foreigners it ain't fair, they act like they forgot how to add F# B 8 million stories out there in the naked City, it's a pity half of y’all won’t make it E Me I gotta plug Special Ed "I Got It Made" If Jeezy's paying LeBron, I’m paying Dwyane Wade Pre-Chorus: F# G#m 3 dice Cee-lo, 3 card Marley F# Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley D# Statue of Liberty, long live the World trade Long live the king yo, I’m from the Empire of Chorus: E New York F# G#m Concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh B There's nothing you can’t do E Now you’re in New York F# G#m These streets will make you feel brand new B Big lights will inspire you E Now you're in New York, New York, New York Bridge 1: E Lights is blinding, the girls need blinders F# So they can step out of bounds quick G#m The side lines is lined with casualties B Who sip the life casually, then gradually become worse Don’t bite the apple, Eve E Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in-style F# And in the winter gets cold en vogue with your skin out G#m The city of sin is a pity on a whim B Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with 'em E Mommy took a bus trip and now she got her bust out F# Everybody ride her, just like a bus route G#m "Hail Mary" to the city, you're a virgin B And Jesus can’t save you, life starts when the church ends E Brought up in school, graduated to the high life F# Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight D# got you feeling like a champion The city never sleeps, better slip you a Ambien Chorus: E In New York F# G#m Concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh B There's nothing you can’t do E Now you’re in New York F# G#m These streets will make you feel brand new B Big lights will inspire you E Now you're in New York, New York, New York Bridge 2: E One hand in the air for the big city Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty F# No place in the world that can compare G#m D# Put your lighters in the air, everybody say "yeah!" Chorus: E New York F# G#m Concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh B There's nothing you can’t do E Now you’re in New York F# G#m These streets will make you feel brand new B Big lights will inspire you E F# Now you're in New York, New York, New York Outro: G#m New York F# E Concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh There's nothing you can’t do G#m Now you’re in New York F# E These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you E F# Now you're in New York G#m B Now you're in New York E F# Now you're in New York
