[verse 1] F#maj7 Yea I'm out that 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, yea, they love me everywhere F#maj7 I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano's right there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald's bmaj7 Took it to my stashbox, 560 State St. catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons with them Pastry's F#maj7 Cruisin' down 8th St., off white Lexus drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas bmaj7 Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me F#maj7 Say what's up to Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai tai's sittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me high five Bb Nigga I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from.... [chorus] B F#maj7 New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of C# There's nothin' you can't do B Now you're in New York F#maj7 These streets will make you feel brand new C# Big lights will inspire you B Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York [verse 2] F#maj7 Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee can bmaj7 You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though but I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique though F#maj7 Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rock Afrika Bambataa shit, home of the hip-hop bmaj7 Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back for foreigners it ain't for, they act like they forgot how to act F#maj7 8 million stories, out there in it naked City, it's a pity, half of y'all won't make it bmaj7 Me, I got a plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made" If Jeezy's payin' LeBron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade F#maj7 Three dice cee-lo, three Card Monty 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] B F#maj7 New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of C# There's nothin' you can't do B Now you're in New York F#maj7 These streets will make you feel brand new C# Big lights will inspire you B Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York [verse 3] F#maj7 Lights is blinding, girls need blinders so they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines is bmaj7 lined with casualties, who sip to life casually then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple eve F#maj7 Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in style Anna Wintour gets cold, in Vogue with your skin out bmaj7 City of sin, it's a pity on the wind Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them F#maj7 Mami took a bus trip, now she got her bust out Everybody ride her, just like a bus route bmaj7 Hail Mary to the city, you're a virgin And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church end F#maj7 Came here for school, graduated to the high life Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight Bb MDMA got you feelin' like a champion The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien [chorus] B F#maj7 New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of C# There's nothin' you can't do B Now you're in New York F#maj7 These streets will make you feel brand new C# Big lights will inspire you B Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York [bridge] bmaj7 One hand in the air for the big city Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty F#maj7 No place in the world that could compare Ebmin Put your lighters in the air Bb Everybody say "yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah" [chorus] B F#maj7 New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of C# There's nothin' you can't do B Now you're in New York F#maj7 These streets will make you feel brand new C# Big lights will inspire you B F#maj7 Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York
