Capo: 2nd fret
No capo: F#
[Verse]
E
Yeah, Yeah, Im'ma up at Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to DeNiro, But I’ll be hood forever
A
I’m the new Sinatra, and since I made it here
I can make it anywhere, yeah they love me everywhere
E
I used to cop in Harlem, all of my dominicanos
Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's
A
Took it to my stash spot, Five Sixty Stage street
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whipping pastry
E
Cruising down 8th street, off white Lexus
Driving so slow but BK is from Texas
A
Me I’m up at Bedsty, home of that boy Biggie
Now i live on billboard, and i brought my boys with me
E
Say what up to Ty Ty, still sipping Malta
Sitting court-side Knicks and Nets give me high fives
A#
N-gga I be spiked out, I can trip a referee
Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from
[Chorus]
A
In New York
E
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
B
There's nothing you can’t do
A
Now you’re in New York
E
These streets will make you feel brand new
B
The lights will inspire you
A
Let's here it for New York, New York, New York
[Verse]
I made you hot n-gga
E
Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
Sh-t I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can
A
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
E
welcome to the melting pot, corners where we selling rocks
Afrika Bambaataa sh-t, home of the hip hop
A
Yellow cap, gypsy cap, dollar cab, holla back
For foreigners it ain't fitted they forgot how to act
E
Eight million stories out there and their naked
Cities is a pity half of y’all won’t make it
A
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,
A#
Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade
Long live the king yo, I’m from the Empire State that's
[Chorus]
A
In New York
E
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
B
There's nothing you can’t do
A
Now you’re in New York
E
These streets will make you feel brand new
B
The lights will inspire you
A
Let's here it for New York, New York, New York
[Verse]
E
Lights is blinding, girls need blinders
So they can step out of bounds quick, the side lines is
A
Blind with casualties,who sipping life casually
Then gradually become worse, don’t bite the apple Eve
E
Caught up in the in crowd, now your in-style
And in the winter gets cold en vogue with your skin out
A
The city of sin is a pity on a whim
Good girls gone bad, the cities filled with them
E
Mommy took a bus trip and now she got her bust out
Everybody ride her, just like a bus route
A
Hail Mary to the city your a Virgin
And Jesus can’t save you life starts when the church ends
E
Came here for school, graduated to the high life
Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight
G#
MDMA got you feeling like a champion
The city never sleeps better slip you a Ambien
[Chorus]
A
In New York
E
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
B
There's nothing you can’t do
A
Now you’re in New York
E
These streets will make you feel brand new
B
The lights will inspire you
A
Let's here it for New York, New York, New York
[Bridge]
A
One hand in the air for the big city
Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty
B
No place in the World that can compare
C#m G#
Put your lighters in the air, everybody say yeah
Come on, come, yeah
[Chorus]
A
In New York
E
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
B
There's nothing you can’t do
A
Now you’re in New York
E
These streets will make you feel brand new
B
The lights will inspire you
A
Let's here it for New York, New York, New York
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