Description & Facts: Buy this song on Itunes: tinyurl.com !PLEASE READ! some lyrics are wrong :( so here are the right lyrics after this sentence. 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 (hey yo) right there up on broadway, brought me back to that McDonalds, took it to my stash spot, Five sixty state street, catch me in the kitchen like the simmons whipping pastry, cruising down 8th street, off white lexus, driving so slow but BK is from Texas, me Im up at Bedstuy, home of that boy Biggie, but now i live on billboard, and i brought my boys with me, say wat up to Ty-Ty, still sipping Mai Tais, sitting courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives, N-gga i be spiked out, i can trip a referee, tell by my attitude that I most definitely from [Alicia Keys] 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 here it for New York, New York, New York [Jay-Z] 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 aint 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, africa bambaataa sh-t, home of