Nas - Made You Look (Official HD Video) Chords
Tempo:
95.9 bpm
Chords used:
C
Fm
F
E
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C]
[F]
[E] [Fm]
Now [C] let's get it all in perspective For all y'all enjoyment a song y'all can
step with Y'all appointed me to bring rap justice
But I ain't 5-0 y'all know it's not a joke
Great moves and a whole lot of
Only describe us as soldier survivors Stay laced in the best, well dressed with
finesse And the white team looking for white beat
The girl who fly and talk so nicely Put her in the coupe so she can feel the
nice [Fm] breeze We can [C] drive through the city no doubt
But don't say my car's topless Say the D-List is out
Newness here's the anthem Put your hand up that you wish with
Count your loot with Push the pool stick in your new crib
Same hand that you walk with Swing around like you stoopid
King of the town Yeah I been there
You know I
Where you and your men's at?
Through the smurf, through the wop, baseball bat
Rooftop like we bringing [Fm] 88 back They
Aw, made you look You [C] a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Getting [C] big money, playboy, your time's up
Where them gangsters [F] at?
Where them dimes [G] at?
They
[C] Aw, made you look You a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Getting big money, playboy, your time's up
Where them gangsters at?
Where them dimes at?
This ain't rapping [Fm] This is street hop
Now get up off your
Hair like your seat's hot
[C] My lobs again, lit up the
Truck of the car, [Fm] we got the
Don't start none, won't be none No reason for your mans [C] to panic
You don't wanna see no ambulances Knock a pimp's drink down in his pimp cup
That's the way you get Timbaland up
Let the music diffuse all attention Ball of convention, free admission
Hustlers, dealers, and killers Can move swift, girls get close
You can feel where the Chips
All my just coming [Fm] homies, parolees Get money, leave the beef alone slowly
Get out my [F] face, you people so phony Pull out my
[N] They
[Fm] Made you look You a [C] slave to a page in my rhyme book
Getting big money, playboy, your time's up
Where them gangsters at?
Where them dimes at?
They
Made you look You a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Getting big money, playboy, your time's up
Where them gangsters at?
Where them dimes at?
[F] They Are
[C] [E] [B]
[F] I [C] see
You've been running Yo, my mood is real rude I
You out, show you what
Do Monsters don't box my
Blogs, every invitation to fight your punk ozzers
Like Pun said, you ain't even in me class I
Maybach, Benz, backseat, TV, plasma Ladies, looking for athletes or rappers
Whatever you choose, whatever you do Make sure he a thug in [Fm] intelligent truth
Like a real thoroughbred is Show me love, let [C] me feel how to
There's females who's the [B] sexiest It's always [N] the nastiest
And I like a little sassiness A lot of class, mommy reaching your back
Past the fifth, I'm a leader at last
It's a dawn you wit, my time's spent
Diggin' Blue's consciousness
[F]
[E] [Fm]
Now [C] let's get it all in perspective For all y'all enjoyment a song y'all can
step with Y'all appointed me to bring rap justice
But I ain't 5-0 y'all know it's not a joke
Great moves and a whole lot of
Only describe us as soldier survivors Stay laced in the best, well dressed with
finesse And the white team looking for white beat
The girl who fly and talk so nicely Put her in the coupe so she can feel the
nice [Fm] breeze We can [C] drive through the city no doubt
But don't say my car's topless Say the D-List is out
Newness here's the anthem Put your hand up that you wish with
Count your loot with Push the pool stick in your new crib
Same hand that you walk with Swing around like you stoopid
King of the town Yeah I been there
You know I
Where you and your men's at?
Through the smurf, through the wop, baseball bat
Rooftop like we bringing [Fm] 88 back They
Aw, made you look You [C] a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Getting [C] big money, playboy, your time's up
Where them gangsters [F] at?
Where them dimes [G] at?
They
[C] Aw, made you look You a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Getting big money, playboy, your time's up
Where them gangsters at?
Where them dimes at?
This ain't rapping [Fm] This is street hop
Now get up off your
Hair like your seat's hot
[C] My lobs again, lit up the
Truck of the car, [Fm] we got the
Don't start none, won't be none No reason for your mans [C] to panic
You don't wanna see no ambulances Knock a pimp's drink down in his pimp cup
That's the way you get Timbaland up
Let the music diffuse all attention Ball of convention, free admission
Hustlers, dealers, and killers Can move swift, girls get close
You can feel where the Chips
All my just coming [Fm] homies, parolees Get money, leave the beef alone slowly
Get out my [F] face, you people so phony Pull out my
[N] They
[Fm] Made you look You a [C] slave to a page in my rhyme book
Getting big money, playboy, your time's up
Where them gangsters at?
Where them dimes at?
They
Made you look You a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Getting big money, playboy, your time's up
Where them gangsters at?
Where them dimes at?
[F] They Are
[C] [E] [B]
[F] I [C] see
You've been running Yo, my mood is real rude I
You out, show you what
Do Monsters don't box my
Blogs, every invitation to fight your punk ozzers
Like Pun said, you ain't even in me class I
Maybach, Benz, backseat, TV, plasma Ladies, looking for athletes or rappers
Whatever you choose, whatever you do Make sure he a thug in [Fm] intelligent truth
Like a real thoroughbred is Show me love, let [C] me feel how to
There's females who's the [B] sexiest It's always [N] the nastiest
And I like a little sassiness A lot of class, mommy reaching your back
Past the fifth, I'm a leader at last
It's a dawn you wit, my time's spent
Diggin' Blue's consciousness
Key:
C
Fm
F
E
B
C
Fm
F
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [Fm] _ _
Now [C] let's get it all in perspective For all y'all enjoyment a song y'all can
step with Y'all appointed me to bring rap justice
But I ain't 5-0 y'all know it's not a joke
Great moves and a whole lot of_
Only describe us as soldier survivors Stay laced in the best, well dressed with
finesse And the white team looking for white beat
The girl who fly and talk so nicely Put her in the coupe so she can feel the
nice [Fm] breeze We can [C] drive through the city no doubt
But don't say my car's topless Say the D-List is out
Newness here's the anthem Put your hand up that you wish with
Count your loot with Push the pool stick in your new crib
Same hand that you walk with Swing around like you stoopid
King of the town Yeah I been there
You know I_
Where you and your men's at?
Through the smurf, through the wop, baseball bat
Rooftop like we bringing [Fm] 88 back _ They_
Aw, made you look You [C] a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Getting [C] big money, playboy, your time's up
Where them gangsters [F] at?
Where them dimes [G] at?
They_
[C] Aw, made you look You a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Getting big money, playboy, your time's up
Where them gangsters at?
Where them dimes at?
This ain't rapping [Fm] This is street hop
Now get up off your_
Hair like your seat's hot
[C] My lobs again, lit up the_
Truck of the car, [Fm] we got the_
Don't start none, won't be none No reason for your mans [C] to panic
You don't wanna see no ambulances Knock a pimp's drink down in his pimp cup
That's the way you get Timbaland up
Let the music diffuse all attention Ball of convention, free admission
Hustlers, dealers, and killers Can move swift, girls get close
You can feel where the_ Chips_
All my just coming [Fm] homies, parolees Get money, leave the beef alone slowly
Get out my [F] face, you people so phony Pull out my_
_ _ [N] They_
[Fm] Made you look You a [C] slave to a page in my rhyme book
Getting big money, playboy, your time's up
Where them gangsters at?
Where them dimes at?
_ They_
Made you look You a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Getting big money, playboy, your time's up
Where them gangsters at?
Where them dimes at?
[F] _ They_ Are_ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _
[F] I [C] see_
You've been running Yo, my mood is real rude I_
You out, show you what_
Do Monsters don't box my_
Blogs, every invitation to fight your punk ozzers
Like Pun said, you ain't even in me class I_
Maybach, Benz, backseat, TV, plasma Ladies, looking for athletes or rappers
Whatever you choose, whatever you do Make sure he a thug in [Fm] intelligent truth
Like a real thoroughbred is Show me love, let [C] me feel how to_
There's females who's the [B] sexiest It's always [N] the nastiest
And I like a little sassiness A lot of class, mommy reaching your back
Past the fifth, I'm a leader at last
It's a dawn you wit, my time's spent
Diggin' Blue's consciousness _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [Fm] _ _
Now [C] let's get it all in perspective For all y'all enjoyment a song y'all can
step with Y'all appointed me to bring rap justice
But I ain't 5-0 y'all know it's not a joke
Great moves and a whole lot of_
Only describe us as soldier survivors Stay laced in the best, well dressed with
finesse And the white team looking for white beat
The girl who fly and talk so nicely Put her in the coupe so she can feel the
nice [Fm] breeze We can [C] drive through the city no doubt
But don't say my car's topless Say the D-List is out
Newness here's the anthem Put your hand up that you wish with
Count your loot with Push the pool stick in your new crib
Same hand that you walk with Swing around like you stoopid
King of the town Yeah I been there
You know I_
Where you and your men's at?
Through the smurf, through the wop, baseball bat
Rooftop like we bringing [Fm] 88 back _ They_
Aw, made you look You [C] a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Getting [C] big money, playboy, your time's up
Where them gangsters [F] at?
Where them dimes [G] at?
They_
[C] Aw, made you look You a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Getting big money, playboy, your time's up
Where them gangsters at?
Where them dimes at?
This ain't rapping [Fm] This is street hop
Now get up off your_
Hair like your seat's hot
[C] My lobs again, lit up the_
Truck of the car, [Fm] we got the_
Don't start none, won't be none No reason for your mans [C] to panic
You don't wanna see no ambulances Knock a pimp's drink down in his pimp cup
That's the way you get Timbaland up
Let the music diffuse all attention Ball of convention, free admission
Hustlers, dealers, and killers Can move swift, girls get close
You can feel where the_ Chips_
All my just coming [Fm] homies, parolees Get money, leave the beef alone slowly
Get out my [F] face, you people so phony Pull out my_
_ _ [N] They_
[Fm] Made you look You a [C] slave to a page in my rhyme book
Getting big money, playboy, your time's up
Where them gangsters at?
Where them dimes at?
_ They_
Made you look You a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Getting big money, playboy, your time's up
Where them gangsters at?
Where them dimes at?
[F] _ They_ Are_ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _
[F] I [C] see_
You've been running Yo, my mood is real rude I_
You out, show you what_
Do Monsters don't box my_
Blogs, every invitation to fight your punk ozzers
Like Pun said, you ain't even in me class I_
Maybach, Benz, backseat, TV, plasma Ladies, looking for athletes or rappers
Whatever you choose, whatever you do Make sure he a thug in [Fm] intelligent truth
Like a real thoroughbred is Show me love, let [C] me feel how to_
There's females who's the [B] sexiest It's always [N] the nastiest
And I like a little sassiness A lot of class, mommy reaching your back
Past the fifth, I'm a leader at last
It's a dawn you wit, my time's spent
Diggin' Blue's consciousness _ _ _ _ _ _