K-pop Lyrics

Yeah, Yeah,
Im out that Brooklyn
Now Im down in TriBeCa
Right next to DeNiro
But Ill be hood forever
Im 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 Dominicanos
Right there up on Broadway
Brought me back to that McDonalds
Took it to my stash spot
Five sixty stage street
Catch me in the kitchen like a
Simmons whipping Pastry
Cruising down 8th street
Off white Lexus
Driving so slow but BK
is from Texas
Me Im up at Bed-Stuy
Home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on Billboard
And I brought my boys with me
Say wat up to Ty Ty,
still sipping Malta
Sittin courtside Knicks
and Nets give me high fives
Nigga I be spiked out,
I can trip a referee
Tell by my attitude that
Im most definitely from...

In New York
Concrete jungle where
dreams are made of
Theres nothing you cant do
Now youre in New York
These streets will make you
feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Lets hear it for New York,
New York, New York

I made you hot nigga
Catch me at the X with
OG at a Yankee game
Shit I made the Yankee hat
more famous than a Yankee can
You should know I bleed blue,
but I aint a crip though
But I got a gang of niggas
walking with my click though
Welcome to the meltin pot
Corners where we sellin rocks
Afrika Bambaataa shit
Home of the hip-hop
Yellow cap, gypsy cap,
dollar cab, holla back
For foreigners it aint for,
they act like they forgot how to act
8 million stories out
there and their naked
City is a pity half of
yall wont make it
Me I gotta plug special Ed
I got it made
If Jesus payin Lebron,
Im paying Dwayne Wade
Three dice cee-lo,
three card molly
Labor day parade,
rest in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty,
long live the World Trade
Long live the king yo
Im from the Empire State thats...

In New York
Concrete jungle where
dreams are made of
Theres nothing you cant do
Now youre in New York
These streets will make you
feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Lets hear it for New York,
New York, New York

Lights is blinding
Girls need blinders
So they can step out of
bounds quick
The side lines is blind with casualties
Who sippin life casually,
then gradually become worse
Dont bite the apple eve
Caught up in the in crowd
Now youre in-style
And in the winter gets cold
en vogue with your skin out
The city of sin is a pity
on a whim
Good girls gone bad,
the citys filled with them
Mommy took a bus trip,
now she got her bust out
Everybody ride her,
just like a bus route
Hail Mary to the city,
youre a virgin
And Jesus cant save you,
life starts when the church end
Came here for school,
graduated to the high life
Ball players, rap stars,
addicted to the limelight
MDMA got you feeling like
a champion
The city never sleeps,
better slip you an Ambien

In New York
Concrete jungle where
dreams are made of
Theres nothing you cant do
Now youre in New York
These streets will make you
feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Lets hear it for New York,
New York, New York

One hand in the air
for the big city
Street lights, big dreams
all looking pretty
No place in the world
that can compare
Put your lighters in the air,
everybody say yeaa yeaa yeaa yeaa
Come on, come on

In New York
Concrete jungle where
dreams are made of
Theres nothing you cant do
Now youre in New York
These streets will
make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Lets hear it for New York,
New York, New York