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Yeah, yeah, I'ma up at Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca |
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Right next to De Niro, but I'll be hood forever |
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I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here |
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I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere |
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I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicanos |
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Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's |
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Took it to my stash spot, 560 State Street |
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Catch me in the Kitchen like a Simmons whipping pastry |
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Cruising down 8th Street, off-white Lexus |
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Driving so slow, but BK is from Texas |
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Me, I'm up at Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie |
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Now I live on Billboards, and I brought my boys with me |
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Say what up to Ty Ty, still sipping mai tai |
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Sitting courtside, Knicks and Nets give me high fives |
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Nigga, I be spiked out, I can trip a referee |
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Tell by my attitude that I am most definitely from |
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In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh |
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There's nothing you can't do, now you're in New York |
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These streets will make you feel brand new |
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Big lights will inspire you, let's hear it for New York |
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New York, New York |
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(I made you hot, nigga) |
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Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game |
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Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can |
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You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though |
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But I got a gang of niggas walking with my clique, though |
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Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we selling rock |
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Afrika Bambaataa shit, home of the hip hop |
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Yellow Cab, Gypsy Cab, Dollar Cab, holla back |
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For foreigners that ain't fifty, they act like they forgot how to act |
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Eight million stories out there, and they're naked |
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Cities is a pity, half of y'all won't make it |
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Me, I gotta plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made" |
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If Jeezy payin' LeBron, I'm paying Dwyane Wade |
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Three dice, Cee-lo, three-card Monte |
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Labor Day Parade, rest in peace, Bob Marley |
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Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade |
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Long live the king, yo, I'm from the Empire State that's |
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In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh |
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There's nothing you can't do, now you're in New York |
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These streets will make you feel brand new |
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Big lights will inspire you, let's hear it for New York |
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New York, New York |
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Lights is blinding, girls need blinders |
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So they can step out of bounds quick |
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The sidelines is blind with casualties |
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Who sipping life casually, then gradually become worse |
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Don't bite the apple, Eve, caught up in the in crowd |
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Now you're in style, end of the winter gets cold |
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En vogue with your skin out, the city of sin is a pity on a whim |
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Good girls gone bad, the cities filled with them |
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Mommy took a bus trip, now she got her bust out |
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Everybody ride her just like a bus route |
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Hail Mary to the city, you're a virgin |
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And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church ends |
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Came here for school, graduated to the high life |
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Ball players, rap stars addicted to the limelight |
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MDMA got you feeling like a champion |
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The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien |
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In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of |
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There's nothing you can't do, now you're in New York |
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These streets will make you feel brand new |
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Big lights will inspire you, let's hear it for New York |
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New York, New York |
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One hand in the air for the big city |
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Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty |
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No place in the world that can compare |
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Put your lighters in the air, everybody say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
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(Come on, come on) |
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In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh |
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There's nothing you can't do, now you're in New York |
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These streets will make you feel brand new |
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Big lights will inspire you, let's hear it for New York |
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New York, New York |
