Yeah, yeah, I'm out that Brooklyn Now I'm down in Tribeca Right next to the narrow But I'll be hood forever I'm the new Sinatra And since I made it here I can make it anywhere Yeah, they love me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem All of my Demi Nicanos Right there up on Broadway Pulled me back to that McDonald's Took it to my stash spot 560 State Street Catch me in the kitchen Like a Simmons whippin' pastry Cruisin' down 8th Street Off White Lexus Drivin' so slow But BK is from Texas Me, I'm out that Bad Stocks Home of that boy Biggie Now I live on Billboard And I brought my boys with me Say what up to Tata Still sittin' my top Sittin' court side Nicks and Nets give me high five Nigga, I be spiked out I could trip a referee Tell by my attitude That I'm most definitely from New York New York I'm treatin' you with dreams I'm made of There's nothin' you can't do Now you're in New York These streets will make you feel brand new Lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York New York, New York, New York Catch me at the X with OG At a Yankee game Shit, I made the Yankee hat More famous than the Yankee King You should know I bleed blue But I ain't a crypto But I got a gang of niggas Walkin' with my clique though Welcome to the Melting Pot Corners where we sellin' rock Africa been by the shit Home of the hip-hop Yellow cap, gypsy cap Dollar cap, hollaback For foreigners, it ain't fair They act like they forgot how to act Eight million stories Out there in the naked City, it's a pity Half a yard won't make it Me, I got a plug Special where I got it made Jesus payin' LeBron I'm payin' Dwayne Wade Three dice, CeeLo Three card, Marley Labor Day Parade Rest in peace, Bob Marley Statue of Liberty Long live the World Trade Long live the King, yo I'm from the Empire State That's New York Concrete jungle with dreams I'm made of There's nothin' you can't do Now you're in New York History will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York Lights is blinding Girls need blinders Or they could step out of bounds quick The sidelines is lined with casualties Who sip the life casually Then gradually become worse Don't fight the Applebeef Caught up in the in crowd Now you're in style And in the winter gets cold In vogue with your skin out City of sin It's a pity on a whim Good girls gone bad The city's filled with them Mommy took a bus trip Now she got a bus stop Everybody ride her Just like a bus route Hail Mary to the city You're a virgin And Jesus can't save you Life starts when the church end Came here for school Graduated to the high life Ballplayers, rap stars Addicted to the limelight Empty in May Got you feeling like a champion The city never sleep Better slip, you a ambient In New York Concrete jungle with dreams I'm made of There's nothin' you can't do Now you're in New York History will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York One hand in the air for the big city Streetlights, big dreams, all looking pretty No place in the world that can compare Put your lighters in the air Everybody say, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah In New York Concrete jungle with dreams I'm made of There's nothin' you can't do Now you're in New York History will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York www.youtube.com or www.youtube.com or www.youtube.com or www.youtube.com