Yeah Yeah, I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca Right next to De Niro, 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, hola, my Dominicanos (dímelo) Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's Took it to my stashbox, 560 State Street Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whippin' pastry Cruisin' down 8th St, off-white Lexus Drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me Say what up to Ty-Ty, still sippin' Mai Tais Sittin' courtside, Knicks and Nets give me high five Nigga, I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee (come on, come on, come on) Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah) Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams are made of There's nothin' you can't do (yeah) (okay) Now you're in New York (ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha) (uh, yeah) These streets will make you feel brand new (new) Big lights will inspire you (come on) (okay) Let's hear it for New York (you're welcome, OG) (uh) New York (yeah), New York (uh) (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 ain't a Crip though But I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique though Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rock Afrika Bambataa shit, 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 act Eight million stories, out there in the naked City is a pity, half of y'all won't make it Me, I got a plug, Special Ed, "I Got It Made" If Jeezy's payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade Three dice Cee-lo, three-card Monte Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade (come on, come on, come on) Long live the king, yo, I'm from the Empire State that's In New York (ayy) (uh, yeah) Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams are made of There's nothin' you can't do (that boy good) (okay) Now you're in New York (uh, yeah) (Welcome to the bright lights, baby) These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you (okay) Let's hear it for New York (uh) New York (yeah), New York (uh) Lights is blinding, girls need blinders So they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines 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 Into the winter gets cold, en 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 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 end Came here for school, graduated to the high life Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight MDMA got you feelin' like a champion (come on, come on, come on) The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien In New York (ayy, oh) (uh, yeah) Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothin' you can't do (okay) Now you're in New York (uh, yeah) These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you (okay) Let's hear it for New York (uh) New York (yeah), New York (uh) One hand in the air for the big city (uh) Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty (uh) No place in the world that could compare (nah) Put your lighters in the air everybody say "Yeah, yeah" (come on, come on, come on) "Yeah, yeah" (I'm from New York) In New York (uh, yeah) (ohh) Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothin' you can't do (okay) Now you're in New York (uh, yeah) These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you (okay) Let's hear it for New York (uh) New York (yeah), New York (uh)
Everybody were amazing
They were super awesome singers
I had this song on my iPod when you could use a TH-cam converter app. I couldn't find the original, but this was all I had. It was what made me happy.
I’ve been to New York City and this song hits different having been there (and I did listen to this song when I went there)
Glee is basically adult version of kid bop
I am Loving it ❤️❤️
❤️❤️❤️
❤️❤️
RIP Corey and Naya Rivera
Yeah
Yeah, I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to De Niro, 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, hola, my Dominicanos (dímelo)
Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's
Took it to my stashbox, 560 State Street
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whippin' pastry
Cruisin' down 8th St, off-white Lexus
Drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me
Say what up to Ty-Ty, still sippin' Mai Tais
Sittin' courtside, Knicks and Nets give me high five
Nigga, I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee (come on, come on, come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (yeah) (okay)
Now you're in New York (ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand new (new)
Big lights will inspire you (come on) (okay)
Let's hear it for New York (you're welcome, OG) (uh)
New York (yeah), New York (uh) (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 ain't a Crip though
But I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique though
Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rock
Afrika Bambataa shit, 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 act
Eight million stories, out there in the naked
City is a pity, half of y'all won't make it
Me, I got a plug, Special Ed, "I Got It Made"
If Jeezy's payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade
Three dice Cee-lo, three-card Monte
Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade (come on, come on, come on)
Long live the king, yo, I'm from the Empire State that's
In New York (ayy) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (that boy good) (okay)
Now you're in New York (uh, yeah)
(Welcome to the bright lights, baby)
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you (okay)
Let's hear it for New York (uh)
New York (yeah), New York (uh)
Lights is blinding, girls need blinders
So they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines 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
Into the winter gets cold, en 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 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 end
Came here for school, graduated to the high life
Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight
MDMA got you feelin' like a champion (come on, come on, come on)
The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien
In New York (ayy, oh) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (okay)
Now you're in New York (uh, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you (okay)
Let's hear it for New York (uh)
New York (yeah), New York (uh)
One hand in the air for the big city (uh)
Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty (uh)
No place in the world that could compare (nah)
Put your lighters in the air everybody say
"Yeah, yeah" (come on, come on, come on)
"Yeah, yeah" (I'm from New York)
In New York (uh, yeah) (ohh)
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (okay)
Now you're in New York (uh, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you (okay)
Let's hear it for New York (uh)
New York (yeah), New York (uh)
Weeee pq? Ya lo tenía en mi playlistttTwT
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My childhood song 🎵
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Towers in New York
Enga..
Shet
Did they just say the n word but replaced it with a J??? Lmaoo
yes😭 which is still a slur
Tomato
Wtf is this?
xd
ngl it sucks
disgrace to the real song
It’s soo bad lol
Well I guess you can't sing every song in that show perfect :D I also can't sing everything, so I guess noone can... except for Kelly and Ari!