KunciGitar

Scale: A Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 95
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
t a b e l c h o r d . c o m
[INTRO] Am
[VERSE]
Am                                       G
I’m trying to put you in the worst mood, ah
G                                  F
F1 cleaner than your dress shoes, ah
F                              G
Nelly point two just to hurt you, ah
                                Am
All red Lamb’ just to teas you, ah
Am                                G
None of these toys on lease too, ah
G                                    F
Made your whole year in a week too, ah
F
Main bitch out your league too, ah
F                                  Am
Side bitch out of your league too, ah
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[PRE-CHORUS]
Am                         G
House so empty, need a centerpiece
G                                   F
Twenty racks a table, come from Lebanese
F
Cut that ivory to skinny pieces
 F
Then she clean it with her face but I love my baby
Am
You talking money, need to hear a name
G                                    F
You talking bout me, I don’t see a shade
F                                   G
Switch out my side, I’ll take any lane
G
I switch out my car if I kill any pain

[CHORUS]
Am           G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
                 F
Look what you’ve done
F                        G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G                     Am
I’m a motherfucking Starboy
Am          G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G                  F
Look what you’ve done
F                  G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G                     Am
I’m a motherfucking Starboy

[VERSE]
Am                                 G
Every day a nigga try to test me, ah
G                               F
Every day a nigga try to end me, ah
F                             G
Pull off in that Roadster SV, ah
G                                Am
Pockets overweight, getting hefty, ah
Am                                  G
Coming for the king, that’s a cry, I
G                               F
I come alive in the fall time, I
F                                 G
The competition, I don’t ever listen
G                                        Am
I’m in the blue moon song bumping new edition
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[PRE-CHORUS]
Am                         G
House so empty, need a centerpiece
G                                   F
Twenty racks a table, come from Lebanese
F
Cut that ivory to skinny pieces
 F
Then she clean it with her face but I love my baby
Am
You talking money, need to hear a name
G                                    F
You talking bout me, I don’t see a shade
F                                   G
Switch out my side, I’ll take any lane
G
I switch out my car if I kill any pain

[CHORUS]
Am           G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
                 F
Look what you’ve done
F                        G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G                     Am
I’m a motherfucking Starboy
Am          G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G                  F
Look what you’ve done
F                  G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G                     Am
I’m a motherfucking Starboy

[VERSE]
Am
Let a nigga (?)
G
Legend of the fall took the year like a bandit
 F
By my ma a crib and a brand new wagon
G
Now she hit the grocery shot looking lavish
Am
Star Trek groove in that Wraith of Khan
 G
Girls get loose when they hear this song
F
100 on the dash get me close to God
         G
We don’t pray for love, we just pray for cars

[PRE-CHORUS]
Am                         G
House so empty, need a centerpiece
G                                   F
Twenty racks a table, come from Lebanese
F
Cut that ivory to skinny pieces
 F
Then she clean it with her face but I love my baby
Am
You talking money, need to hear a name
G                                    F
You talking bout me, I don’t see a shade
F                                   G
Switch out my side, I’ll take any lane
G
I switch out my car if I kill any pain

[CHORUS]
Am           G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
                 F
Look what you’ve done
F                        G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G                     Am
I’m a motherfucking Starboy
Am          G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G                  F
Look what you’ve done
F                  G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G                     Am
I’m a motherfucking Starboy

[CHORUS]
Am           G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
                 F
Look what you’ve done
F                        G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G                     Am
I’m a motherfucking Starboy
Am          G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G                  F
Look what you’ve done
F                  G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G                     Am
I’m a motherfucking Starboy

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Lihat Juga Daftar Kunci / Chord Guitar Lagu Terpopuler 2017

Lagu barat terpopuler tahun ini, disini saya telah menyediakan kunci/ chord gitar nya untuk iringan musik dari lagu-lagu ini berikut adalah tingkatan ranking nya :

1) Top paling Populer adalah lagunya Rae Sremmurd feat. Gucci Mane Black Beatles

Scale: E Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 75
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU

[INTRO] Em
[VERSE]
Em
Black Beatles in the city be back
Em
immediately to confiscate the moneys
Em
(Ear Drummers)
Em
Rae Sremm, Guwop, Mike WiLL!
Em
I sent flowers, but you said you didn't receive ‘em
Em
But you said you didn't need them


[HOOK]
Em                             C
That girl is a real crowd pleaser
D
Small world, all her friends know of me
Em
Young bull living like an old geezer
Em
Quick release the cash, watch it fall slowly
Em                         C
Frat girls still tryna get even
D
Haters mad for whatever reason
Em
Smoke in the air, binge drinking
Em
They lose it when the DJ drops the needle

[VERSE]
Em
Getting so gone I'm not blinking
Em
What in the world was I thinking?
Em
New day, new money to be made
Em
There is nothing to explain
Em                                 C
I'm a fuckin' black Beatle, cream seats in the Regal
         D
Rockin John Lennon lenses like to see ‘em spread eagle
         Em
Took a bitch to the club and let her party on the table
Em
Screaming "everybody's famous"
Em
Like clockwork, I blow it all
C
And get some more
D
Get you somebody that can do both
Em
Black Beatles got the babes belly rolling
Em
She think she love me
Em
I think she trolling



[HOOK]
Em                             C
That girl is a real crowd pleaser
D
Small world, all her friends know of me
Em
Young bull living like an old geezer
Em
Quick release the cash, watch it fall slowly
Em                         C
Frat girls still tryna get even
D
Haters mad for whatever reason
Em
Smoke in the air, binge drinking
Em
They lose it when the DJ drops the needle

[VERSE]
Em
Came in with two girls,
             C
look like strippers in their real clothes
D
A broke hoe can only point me to a rich hoe
Em
A yellow bitch with green hair, a real weirdo
Em
Black man, yellow Lamb', red light go
Em
They seen that Guwop and
           C
them just came in through the side door
D
There's so much money on the floor
D
we buyin school clothes
Em
Why you bring the money machine to the club for?
Em
Pint of lean, pound of weed, and a kilo
Em                   C
I eurostep past a hater like I'm Rondo
D
I upgrade your baby mama to a condo
Em
Like Chapos serving yayo to the gringos
Em
Black Beatle, club close when I say so

[HOOK]
Em                             C
That girl is a real crowd pleaser
D
Small world, all her friends know of me
Em
Young bull living like an old geezer
Em
Quick release the cash, watch it fall slowly
Em                         C
Frat girls still tryna get even
D
Haters mad for whatever reason
Em
Smoke in the air, binge drinking
Em
They lose it when the DJ drops the needle

[VERSE]
Em                  C     D
She's a good teaser, and we blowing reefer
             Em
Your body like a work of art, baby
Em
Don't fuck with me, I'll break your heart, baby
 Em                  C
D&G on me I got a lot of flavor
D
15 hundred on my feet, I'm tryna kill these haters
Em
I had haters when I was broke,
Em
I'm rich, I still got haters
Em
I had hoes when I was broke,
Em
I'm rich, I'm still a player
Em                      C
I wear leather Gucci jackets like its still the 80's
D
I've been blowing OG Kush, I feel a lil' sedated
Em
I can't worry about a broke nigga or a hater
Em
Black Beatle, bitch, me and Paul McCartney related

[HOOK]
Em                             C
That girl is a real crowd pleaser
D
Small world, all her friends know of me
Em
Young bull living like an old geezer
Em
Quick release the cash, watch it fall slowly
Em                         C
Frat girls still tryna get even
D
Haters mad for whatever reason
Em
Smoke in the air, binge drinking
Em
They lose it when the DJ drops the needle

2 Chord Gitar Populer Selanjutnya The Chainsmokers feat. Halsey – Closer

[Intro]
Closer - The Chainsmokers

C D Em D
C D Em D


[Verse 1: Andrew Taggart]

C      D              Em                   D
Hey, I was doing just fine before I met you
            C                        D           Em   D
I drank too much and that's an issue but I'm okay
C      D            Em                           D
Hey, you tell your friends it was nice to meet them
      C             D             Em   D
But I hope I never see them again


[Pre-Chorus: Andrew Taggart]
C                   D    
   I know it breaks your heart
Em                           D
Moved to the city in a broke down car and
C                 D    
   Four years, no calls
Em                             D
Now you're looking pretty in a hotel bar and
C  D       Em   D
I    can't stop
    C  D       Em   D
No, I    can't stop


[Chorus: Andrew Taggart]

   C               D          Em                 D
So baby pull me closer in the backseat of your Rover
       C                  D
That I know you can't afford
          Em             D
Bite that tattoo on your shoulder
         C                       D
Pull the sheets right off the corner
       Em                   D
Of the mattress that you stole
          C                       D
From your roommate back in Boulder
         Em               D
We ain't ever getting older


[Post-Chorus: Andrew Taggart - Instrumental]
C D Em D
C D    Em                 D
    We ain't ever getting older
C D Em D
C D    Em                 D
    We ain't ever getting older


[Verse 2: Halsey]
C      D         Em                        D
You, look as the good as the day as I met you
     C              D                 Em   D
I forget just why I left you, I was insane
C      D            Em            D
Stay, and play that Blink-182 song
        C                D         Em   D
That we beat to death in Tuscon, okay


[Pre-Chorus: Halsey]
C                   D    
   I know it breaks your heart
Em                           D
Moved to the city in a broke down car and
C                 D    
   Four years, no calls
Em                             D
Now you're looking pretty in a hotel bar and
C  D       Em   D
I    can't stop
    C  D       Em   D
No, I    can't stop


[Chorus: Andrew Taggart & Halsey]

   C               D          Em                 D
So baby pull me closer in the backseat of your Rover
       C                  D
That I know you can't afford
          Em             D
Bite that tattoo on your shoulder
         C                       D
Pull the sheets right off the corner
       Em                   D
Of the mattress that you stole
          C                       D
From your roommate back in Boulder
         Em               D
We ain't ever getting older


[Post-Chorus: Andrew Taggart & Halsey - Instrumental]
C D Em D
C D    Em                 D
    We ain't ever getting older
C D Em D
C D    Em                 D
    We ain't ever getting older


[Chorus: Andrew Taggart & Halsey]

   C               D          Em                 D
So baby pull me closer in the backseat of your Rover
       C                  D
That I know you can't afford
          Em             D
Bite that tattoo on your shoulder
         C                       D
Pull the sheets right off the corner
       Em                   D
Of the mattress that you stole
          C                       D
From your roommate back in Boulder
         Em               D
We ain't ever getting older


[Outro]

         C               D            Em             D
We ain't ever getting older (we ain't ever getting older)
         C               D            Em             D
We ain't ever getting older (we ain't ever getting older)
         C               D            Em             D
We ain't ever getting older (we ain't ever getting older)
         C               D            Em             D  
We ain't ever getting older (we ain't ever getting older)
C D Em D
C D    Em                 D
    We ain't ever getting older
C D Em D
C D    Em                 D
    We ain't ever getting older
C D Em D
C D Em D

3 The Weeknd feat. Daft Punk – Starboy

Scale: A Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 95
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU

[INTRO] Am
[VERSE]
Am                                       G
I’m trying to put you in the worst mood, ah
G                                  F
F1 cleaner than your dress shoes, ah
F                              G
Nelly point two just to hurt you, ah
                                Am
All red Lamb’ just to teas you, ah
Am                                G
None of these toys on lease too, ah
G                                    F
Made your whole year in a week too, ah
F
Main bitch out your league too, ah
F                                  Am
Side bitch out of your league too, ah
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[PRE-CHORUS]
Am                         G
House so empty, need a centerpiece
G                                   F
Twenty racks a table, come from Lebanese
F
Cut that ivory to skinny pieces
 F
Then she clean it with her face but I love my baby
Am
You talking money, need to hear a name
G                                    F
You talking bout me, I don’t see a shade
F                                   G
Switch out my side, I’ll take any lane
G
I switch out my car if I kill any pain

[CHORUS]
Am           G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
                 F
Look what you’ve done
F                        G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G                     Am
I’m a motherfucking Starboy
Am          G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G                  F
Look what you’ve done
F                  G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G                     Am
I’m a motherfucking Starboy

[VERSE]
Am                                 G
Every day a nigga try to test me, ah
G                               F
Every day a nigga try to end me, ah
F                             G
Pull off in that Roadster SV, ah
G                                Am
Pockets overweight, getting hefty, ah
Am                                  G
Coming for the king, that’s a cry, I
G                               F
I come alive in the fall time, I
F                                 G
The competition, I don’t ever listen
G                                        Am
I’m in the blue moon song bumping new edition
tabelchord.com
[PRE-CHORUS]
Am                         G
House so empty, need a centerpiece
G                                   F
Twenty racks a table, come from Lebanese
F
Cut that ivory to skinny pieces
 F
Then she clean it with her face but I love my baby
Am
You talking money, need to hear a name
G                                    F
You talking bout me, I don’t see a shade
F                                   G
Switch out my side, I’ll take any lane
G
I switch out my car if I kill any pain

[CHORUS]
Am           G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
                 F
Look what you’ve done
F                        G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G                     Am
I’m a motherfucking Starboy
Am          G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G                  F
Look what you’ve done
F                  G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G                     Am
I’m a motherfucking Starboy

[VERSE]
Am
Let a nigga (?)
G
Legend of the fall took the year like a bandit
 F
By my ma a crib and a brand new wagon
G
Now she hit the grocery shot looking lavish
Am
Star Trek groove in that Wraith of Khan
 G
Girls get loose when they hear this song
F
100 on the dash get me close to God
         G
We don’t pray for love, we just pray for cars

[PRE-CHORUS]
Am                         G
House so empty, need a centerpiece
G                                   F
Twenty racks a table, come from Lebanese
F
Cut that ivory to skinny pieces
 F
Then she clean it with her face but I love my baby
Am
You talking money, need to hear a name
G                                    F
You talking bout me, I don’t see a shade
F                                   G
Switch out my side, I’ll take any lane
G
I switch out my car if I kill any pain

[CHORUS]
Am           G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
                 F
Look what you’ve done
F                        G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G                     Am
I’m a motherfucking Starboy
Am          G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G                  F
Look what you’ve done
F                  G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G                     Am
I’m a motherfucking Starboy

[CHORUS]
Am           G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
                 F
Look what you’ve done
F                        G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G                     Am
I’m a motherfucking Starboy
Am          G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G                  F
Look what you’ve done
F                  G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
G                     Am
I’m a motherfucking Starboy

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4 Bruno Mars – 24K Magic
[Intro]
Tonight
I just want to take you higher
Throw your hands up in the sky
Let's set this party off right
[Chorus]
                                        Em7
Players, put yo' pinky rings up to the moon
Am7                       Em7
Girls, what y'all trying to do?
Am7                 Em7
24 karat magic in the air
Am7             Em7
Head to toe soul player
Uh, look out!
[Verse 1]
               Em7
Pop pop, it's show time (Show time)
Show time (Show time)
Am7
Guess who's back again?
               Em7
Oh they don't know? (Go on tell 'em)
Oh they don't know? (Go on tell 'em)
            Am7
I bet they know soon as we walk in (Showin' up)
        Em7
Wearing Cuban links (ya)
Designer minks (ya)
Am7
Inglewood's finest shoes (Whoop, whoop)
       Em7
Don't look too hard
Might hurt ya'self
         Am7
Known to give the color red the blues
[Pre-Chorus]
      C  Em
Ooh shit,     I'm a dangerous man with some money in my pocket
(Keep up)
C   Em
       So many pretty girls around me and they waking up the rocket
(Keep up)
C   Em
         Why you mad? Fix ya face, ain't my fault y'all be jocking
(Keep up)
C   Em                                                    Em7
     Players only, come on, put your pinky rings up to the moon
[Chorus]
Am7                       Em7
Girls, what y'all trying to do?
Am7                 Em7
24 karat magic in the air
Am7             Em7
Head to toe soul player!
Uh, look out!
[Verse 2]
                     Em7
Second verse for the hustlas (hustlas)
Gangstas (gangstas)
    Am7
Bad bitches and ya ugly ass friends (Haha)
      Em7
Can I preach? (Uh oh) Can I preach? (Uh oh)
        Am7      
I gotta show 'em how a pimp get it in
        Em7
First, take your sip (sip), do your dip (dip)
Am7                                          Em7
Spend your money like money ain't shit (Whoop, whoop)
We too fresh
                   Am7      
Got to blame in on Jesus
Hashtag blessed
They ain't ready for me
[Pre-Chorus]
      C  Em
Ooh shit,     I'm a dangerous man with some money in my pocket
(Keep up)
C   Em
       So many pretty girls around me and they waking up the rocket
(Keep up)
C   Em
         Why you mad? Fix ya face, ain't my fault y'all be jocking
(Keep up)
C   Em                                                    Em7
     Players only, come on, put your pinky rings up to the moon
[Chorus]
Am7                       Em7
Girls, what y'all trying to do?
Am7                 Em7
24 karat magic in the air
Am7             Em7
Head to toe soul player!
Uh, look out!
[Bridge]
(Wooh)
Em7
Everywhere I go they be like
Am7
Ooh, soul player ooh
Em7
Everywhere I go they be like
Am7
Ooh, soul player ooh
Em7
Everywhere I go they be like
Am7
Ooh, soul player ooh
Em7
Now, now, now
    Am7
Now watch me break it down like (Uh)
Em7    Am7
24 karat, 24 karat magic
What's that sound?
Em7    Am7
24 karat, 24 karat magic
Come on now
Em7    Am7
24 karat, 24 karat magic
      C
Don't fight the feeling
  Em7
Invite the feeling
                                    Em7
Just put your pinky rings up to the moon
[Chorus]
Am7                       Em7
Girls, what y'all trying to do?
Am7                 Em7
24 karat magic in the air
Am7             Em7
Head to toe soul player!
                               Em7
Put your pinky rings up to the moon
Am7                       Em7
Girls, what y'all trying to do? (Do)
Am7                 Em7
24 karat magic in the air
Am7             Em7
Head to toe soul player!
(24 karat)
Uh, look out
(24 karat magic, magic, magic)

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