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Tuning: E A D G B E
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I saw the chords by tutt_81. I couldn't be bothered to re-tune to Eb so worked it out in standard.
It sounds ok to me!
Hope you like it.
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E 022100
D# x68880
G#m 466444
F# 244322
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 ain't a Crip, though
But I got a gang of people walking with my clique though
Welcome to the melting pot
Corners where we selling rocks
Afrika Bambaataa stuff
Home of the hip-hop
Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back
For foreigners it ain't fair, they act like they forgot how to add
8 million stories out there in the naked
City, it's a pity half of y'all won't make it
Me I gotta plug Special Ed "I Got It Made"
If Jeezy's paying LeBron, I'm paying Dwyane Wade
[pre-chorus]
3 dice Cee-lo, 3 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:
[same chords as the chorus but played as bar chords]
Welcome to the bright light
Lights is blinding
Girls need blinders
So they can step out of bounds quick
The side lines is lined with casualties
Who sip the life casually, then gradually become worse
Don't bite the apple, Eve
Caught up in the in-crowd
Now you're 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 city's filled with 'em
Mommy took a bus trip and now she got her bust out
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 ends
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 a Ambien
Verse
Yeah, I'm out that BBrooklyn
Now I'm Bdown in Tribeca
Right next to BDeNiro
But I'll be Bhood forever
I'm the new SEinatra
And sEince I made it here
I Ecan make it Eanywhere
Yeah, they love me Eeverywhere
I used to cop in HaBrlem
Hola my BDominicanos
Right there upB on Broadway
Brought me bBack to that McDonalds
Took it to myE stash spot
560 SEtate street
CaEtch me in thF#e kitchen like a Simmons whipping pastry
Cruising down B8th street
Off-Bwhite Lexus
Driving so sloBw but BK is from Texas
Me I'm out that EBed-Stuy
Home Eof that boy Biggie
Now I live on BiEllboard
And I brought my boEys with me
Bridge
Say what up tG#mo Ty Ty, still sipping mai tais
Sitting courF#tside Knicks and Nets give me high fives
Homie I be D#Spiked out, I can trip a referee
Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from
Chorus
ENew York
F#Concrete jungle where dreams are madG#me, oh
There's nothing you Bcan't do
Now you're in ENew York
F#These streets will make you feel bG#mrand new
Big lights will inBspire you
Let's hear it for New YorEk
Verse 2
Chorus
Bridge
Chorus
Bridge
EOne hand in the air for the big city
EStreet lights, big dreams all looking pretty
F#No place in the world that can compare
D#Put your lighters in the air, everybody say "yea!"