Chords
[Intro]
F#Yeah
[Verse 1]
BYeah, I'm out that F#Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to De Niro, but I'll be hood forever
I'm the new SiBnatra, and since I made it here
I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere
I used to cop in F#Harlem hola, my Dominicanos
Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's
Took it to my Bstash spot, 560 State Street
Catch me in the kitchen, like a Simmons whippin' pastry
Cruisin' down F#8th Street, off-white Lexus
Drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas
Me? I'm out that BBed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me
Say what up to F#Ty Ty, still sippin' Mai Tais
Sittin' courtside, Knicks and Nets give me high fives
[Pre-Chorus]
Nigga, I be A#mspiked out, I could trip a referee
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In NewB York
[Chorus]
Concrete jungle where dreams are madeF# of
There's nothin' you can'tC# do
Now you're in NewB York
These streets will make you feel brand-F#new
Big lights will inspireC# you
Let's hear it for NewB York
New York, New York
[Verse 2]
Catch me at the F#X with OG at a Yankee game
Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can
You should know I Bbleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though
But I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique though
Welcome to the F#meltin' pot, corners where we sellin' rock
Afrika Bambaataa shit, home of the hip-hop
Yellow cab, Bgypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back
For foreigners, it ain't fair, they act like they forgot how to add
Eight million F#stories out there in the naked
City, it's a pity half of y'all won't make it
Me? I gotta Bplug Special Ed, "I Got It Made"
If Jeezy's payin' LeBron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade
Three dice F#cee-lo, three-card Marley
Labor Day Parade rest in peace, Bob Marley
[Pre-Chorus]
Statue of A#mLiberty, long live the World Trade
Long live the king, yo I'm from the Empire State, that's
In NewB York
[Chorus]
Concrete jungle where dreams are madeF# of
There's nothin' you can'tC# do
Now you're in NewB York
These streets will make you feel brand-F#new
Big lights will inspireC# you
Let's hear it for NewB York
New York, New York
[Verse 3]
F#Lights is blinding, girls need blinders
So they can step out of bounds quick, the side lines is
BLined with casualties who sip the life casually
Then gradually become worse don't bite the apple, Eve!
F#Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in-style
Into the winter gets cold, en vogue with your skin out
BCity of sin is a pity on a whim
Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them
F#Mami, took a bus trip, now she got her bust out
Everybody ride her, just like a bus route
B "Hail Mary" to the city, you're a virgin
And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church end
F#Came here for school, graduated to the high life
Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight
[Pre-Chorus]
A#mMDMA got you feelin' like a champion
The city never sleeps, better slip you a Ambien
In NewB York
[Chorus]
Concrete jungle where dreams are madeF# of
There's nothin' you can'tC# do
Now you're in NewB York
These streets will make you feel brand-F#new
Big lights will inspireC# you
Let's hear it for NewB York
New York, New York
[Interlude]
B One hand in the air for the big city
Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty
C# No place in the world that could compare
D#m Put your lighters in the air, everybody say
"Yeah,A#m yeah"
"Yeah, yeah"
In NewB York
[Chorus]
Concrete jungle where dreams are madeF# of
There's nothin' you can'tC# do
Now you're in NewB York
These streets will make you feel brand-F#new
Big lights will inspireC# you
Let's hear it for NewB York
New York, New York F#
