new in the USA single-charts Lyrics: [Jay-Z] yeah Yeah I’m out that Brooklyn. Now I’m down in Tribeca. Right next to DeNiro 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 Dominicanos (Hey yo) Right there off of Broadway Brought me back to that McDonalds Took it to my stash spot 560 State Street Catch me in the kitchen like Simmons whipping Pastry Cruising down 8th street Off-white Lexus Driving so slow (but BK, it’s from Texas!!) Me I’m out that BedStuy Home of that boy Biggie now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me Say what up to Ta-ta Still sipping Mai Tais Sitting courtside Knicks and Nets give me high-5 N**ga, I be Spiked out I could trip a referee …tell by my attitude that I’m MOST DEFINITELY FROM… [Alicia Keys] New York!!!! Concrete jungle where dreams are made of, There’s nothing you cant do, Now you’re in New York!!! These streets will make you feel brand new, the lights will inspire you, Let’s hear it for New York, New York, New York [Jay-Z] I made you hot n-gga, Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game, sh-t I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can, you should know I bleed Blue, but I ain’t a crip tho, but I got a gang of n-ggas walking with my clique though, welcome to the melting pot, corners where we selling rocks, Afrika bambaataa sh-t, home of the hip hop, yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back, for foreigners …

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