New York, New York Chords by Tha Dogg Pound

[Start]

[Intro]
E7     
■  Yo B
     E7                   
Turn the speakers up Money
   E7 
Yo God
   E7 
Yo God
G7                    
Yo Yo I got mad skills
Cmaj7 Am Em A7
■     ■  ■  ■ 
D7    Am        
Isn't that Money


[Verse]
             A7                     
New York New York big city of dreams
               Am                            E7      
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
              E7                                 
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
A7                                             
But I'm down by law and I'm from the Dogg Pound
     A7                        
It's the incredible the lyrical
    A7                    
You can't be me like Niece
             A7                  
To see me is gonna take a miracle
            A7                      
I'm driving motherfuckers hysterical
       A7                                     
With a touch of this twister stylistic mixture
              D7                   E7    
What I create pulsates there is no escape
E7                               
Annihilate your mental mind state
Am                              
Dre labels my vocabulary abusive
  Am                                 
I packs more knowledge than Confucius
           A7                                          
I'm deadly induce you like Medusa with thoughts to shed
             E               A7                     
And niggazls throughout this hemisphere far and near
A7                                       
Prepare catch me chillin' like the winter
               Em                             
Up against the number one contender as I enter
              Am     Em           
'cause I gets heated like friction
Am                    Em           E7    Am                   
Motherfuck your whole jurisdiction react this fact not fiction
Am7                  Am                C      
Telepathic addiction to this homicidal recital
Fmaj7                               
Dangerous and vital to all my rivals
A7                         
Suicidal brainwaves conveys
       E7                     A7              
To the average motherfucker's minds these days
D7                          
I'm all ready to put work in
         D7                                              
Take ten steps and turn to shoot the first nigga smirkin'
     A7                                    
Give a fuck what's your name what you claim
   E7           A7                        
Or why you came motherfucker don't explain
                      D7               
Simply don't tempt me 'cause I'm simply
D7                                        
Layin' hoes life's empty the invincible MC


[Chorus]
         A7                         
New York New York big city of dreams
    Em7                          A7                  
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
                        Am                       
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
                                     D7   Am   
But I'm down by law and I'm from the Dogg Pound
                          Em         Am  
Too much I serve too many people too much
     Am                              
It's too much I serve too many people
    C7                                 G7       
And when I finish servin' ain't gon be no sequel
                           Am       
New York New York big city of dreams
Am                                                   
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
                     E7                          
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
                A7                             
But I'm down by law and I'm from the Dogg Pound
           A7                            
Too much I serve too many people too much
A7                              
Too much I serve too many people
                                D7  Am E7          
And when I finish servin' ain't gon ■  be no sequel
A7 D E7 Am
■  ■ ■  ■ 


[Verse]
        A7             D7                    E        
Gimme a couple G's for every MC I knocked to his knees
E7               A7                                           
Verbally useless oh you got the juice I squeeze you juice less
    Am                                    
The barbaric versatile you're no kin to me
   Am                               
So how the fuck you inherit my style
                       Dm              
Now out the clear blue sky I can't deny
      Em7                                     
Not a day goes by don't get high don't ask why
Am            A7           D7                
Tonight's the night for me to rip microphones
G7                                      
Into bits and pieces lyrical telekinesis
Am                    A7        
Gets me into verbally vindictive
E                                   
Violent vocabulary bobs to existence
                E               
Catch me in the pitch black path
                               E                     
I sit and let the sick thought pass through my mental
       E                   
Till I hear an instrumental
    E                                  
And detrimental verbals get to spittin'
               E7                                       
The highest in intellect try connectin' with the written
                    Am                          
Now they faced with the forbidden vocally chosen
               A7                                           
To explore new terrain then remain unseen throughout the war
A7                                       
Dips like a lowlow with my verbal fo' fo'
    Em7                                   
The cocoa complexion MC with the slow flow
G7      Am                            
Fo sho' I takes it to you from the do'
C            Am                   
Motherfucker mentally I go hardco'
A7              D           E7        
I disconnect ya Kurupter MC to vocally
                G7                 
Bore your whole molecular structure
G7                              
Catastrophic mystic as Mixelplix
        G7                                    
Hittin' MC's like picks the deadliest lyricist


[Chorus]
         G7                         
New York New York big city of dreams
    E7                           A7                  
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
Am                                               
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
    Am                                         
But I'm down by law and I'm from the Dogg Pound
A7         D              E7         Am  
Too much I serve too many people too much
         Am                          
It's too much I serve too many people
Am                                              
And when I finish servin' ain't gon be no sequel
    Am                              
New York New York big city of dreams
    E7                           D7                  
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
A7                          D7                   
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
Am                                             
But I'm down by law and I'm from the Dogg Pound
                     Dm              Em7 
Too much I serve too many people too much
Am                              
Too much I serve too many people
C                         Am                    
And when I finish servin' ain't gon be no sequel
   A7   Am E7                  A7           
We live ■  tonight I serve two thousand MC's
Am      D7                                   
We live 'cause can't none fuck with the DPG's
        Dm         E7                  A7           
We live ■  because tonight I serve two thousand MC's
        Am                             
We live ■  none can fuck with the DPG's
Em7 Am         G7    D7 A7 G7    
■   Baby a b c DPG's ■  a  b baby


[Verse]
           Am                    
Everyday I bust rhymes and recite
   Am                                  
In ways that make MC's stop in daylight
        Am                                      
I'm the deadlies MC you wanna see on the streets
E7                                             
Invincibility is what makes me complete compete
A7                 D7     
Nah you can't even fade me
       E        E7                             
I fuck you your momma your auntie and your lady