Lirik Lagu Made Ya' Look - Nas
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[Intro: Jadakiss]I need it from the top, AHHH!This is history babyCommissioner Steve Stoute, Lenny - ha!God's Son, whattup?D-Block, whattup?Bravehearts, whattup? YeahYeah, yo
[Verse One: Jadakiss]Yo ain't nothin but trouble GodWhen I kick in the door with D-Block, Bravehearts and the Double RDon't make me let the machine offThis is methadone music that you can lean off"Made You Look," the remix with me up on itI copped your shit, now I break weed up on itAnd everything is real I seeLike my niggaz that been home but they only got a jail IDI helped the game, it ain't help meI'm top five dead or alive and that's just off one LPAnd, I still buzz, they feel cuzCause they know the flow's Ill just like Will wasI'm just tryin to make sure that my sons wealthyOut of shape but I make sure that my guns healthyI'm a ape, you can't stand 'KissComin through the hood in a Aston Vanguish the color of dandruffThey said we jumped him, I just let the gun snuff himCopped P then turboed soon as they uncuff himThis goes out to all of your mansWhy put you in the verse when I can put in a coroner vanD-Block
[Chorus 2X: Nas]THEY SHOOTIN! Ah made you lookYou a slave to a page in my rhyme bookGettin big money, playboy your time's upWhere them gangsters, where them dimes at?
[Verse Two: Ludacris]Yuh, woo! It's time to go, Luda let's go!
I'm from the school of hard knocks, sneak peeks and low blowsWhere X's mark spots and kitchens mark O'sWhere love is gon' getcha and hate is gon' snitch yaAnd fingers squeeze triggers like boa constrictorsIt's the, Mr. Luda, Jada and NasAnd our bullets give you a deep tissue massageSo hear a song and dance while I make these endsYou never stood half a chance like Siamese TwinsAHHH - THEY SHOOTIN, look in the barrelThen he made the front page of the Miami Herald
[Verse One: Jadakiss]Yo ain't nothin but trouble GodWhen I kick in the door with D-Block, Bravehearts and the Double RDon't make me let the machine offThis is methadone music that you can lean off"Made You Look," the remix with me up on itI copped your shit, now I break weed up on itAnd everything is real I seeLike my niggaz that been home but they only got a jail IDI helped the game, it ain't help meI'm top five dead or alive and that's just off one LPAnd, I still buzz, they feel cuzCause they know the flow's Ill just like Will wasI'm just tryin to make sure that my sons wealthyOut of shape but I make sure that my guns healthyI'm a ape, you can't stand 'KissComin through the hood in a Aston Vanguish the color of dandruffThey said we jumped him, I just let the gun snuff himCopped P then turboed soon as they uncuff himThis goes out to all of your mansWhy put you in the verse when I can put in a coroner vanD-Block
[Chorus 2X: Nas]THEY SHOOTIN! Ah made you lookYou a slave to a page in my rhyme bookGettin big money, playboy your time's upWhere them gangsters, where them dimes at?
[Verse Two: Ludacris]Yuh, woo! It's time to go, Luda let's go!
I'm from the school of hard knocks, sneak peeks and low blowsWhere X's mark spots and kitchens mark O'sWhere love is gon' getcha and hate is gon' snitch yaAnd fingers squeeze triggers like boa constrictorsIt's the, Mr. Luda, Jada and NasAnd our bullets give you a deep tissue massageSo hear a song and dance while I make these endsYou never stood half a chance like Siamese TwinsAHHH - THEY SHOOTIN, look in the barrelThen he made the front page of the Miami Herald
