Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Headlines by Drake Lyrics and Guitar Chords

Playing this song on Guitar is simple. It is only “Bm, C#m, D” chords are working.All you need to do is to maintain the timing

Verse 1
  

(Bm)I might be too strung out on compliments
(C#m)Overdosed on confidence
(D)Started not to give a fuck and stop fearing the consequence
(Bm)Drinking every night because we drink to my accomplishments
Faded way too long I’m floating in and out of consciousness
And they sayin’ I’m back, I’d agree with that
I just take my time with all this shit, I still believe in that
I had someone tell me I fell off, ohh I needed that
And they wanna see me pick back up, well where’d I leave it at 
I know I exaggerated things, now I got it like that
Tuck my napkin in my shirt, cause I’m just mobbin’ like that
You know good and well that you don’t want a problem like that
You gone make someone around me catch a body like that
No don’t do it, please don’t do it, cause one of us goes in
And we all go through it
So Drizzy got the money, so Drizzy gone pay it
Those my brothers

Chorus

I ain’t even gotta say it
That’s just something they know
They know, they know, they know
They know, they know, they know
They know, they know, they know
Yeah they know yeah
That the real is on the rise
Fuck them other guys
I even gave them a chance to decide
Now its something they know
They know, they know, they know

Yeah I be yelling out money over everything, money on my mind.
Then she wanna ask when it got so empty
Tell her I apologize it happened over time

Verse 2

She says they missed the old drake, girl don’t tempt me
If they don’t get it, they’ll be over you
That new shit that you got is overdue
You better do what you suppose to do
I’m like why I gotta be all that but still I can’t deny the fact that it’s true
Listen to you expressing all them feelings
Soap opera rappers all these niggas sound like all my children
And that’s who you thinking is ’bout to come and make a killing
I guess it really is just me, myself and all my millions.
You know the game even got it like that.
You gone hype me up and make me catch a body like that
Cause I live for this it isn’t just a hobby like that.
When they get my shit and play it

Chorus

I ain’t even gotta say it
That’s just something they know
They know, they know, they know
They know, they know, they know
They know, they know, they know
Yeah they know yeah
That the real is on the rise
Fuck them other guys
I even gave them a chance to decide
Now its something they know
They know, they know, they know

I be yelling out money over everything, money on my mind.
Tell em’ I apologize it happened over time

Monday, August 29, 2011

Rabba Main Toh in movie Mausam-2011 Lyrics and Guitar Chords

(A)Koi dil bekaabu kar gaya,
Aur ishqaan dil mein bhar gaya
(A)Koi dil bekaabu kar gaya,
Aur (F#m)ishqaan dil mein bhar gaya
(A)Aankhon aankhon mein (C#m)woh,
Laakhon gallaan (B)kar gaya (A)oye

O Rabba mein to mar gaya oye,
Shadai mujhe (F#m)kar gaya (E)kar gaya (A)oye
O Rabba mein to mar gaya oye,
Shadai mujhe (F#m)kar gaya (E)kar gaya (A)oye

(A)Koi dil bekaabu kar gaya,
Aur (F#m)ishqaan dil mein bhar gaya
(A)Aankhon aankhon mein (C#m)woh,
Laakhon gallaan (B)kar gaya (A)oye

O Rabba mein to mar gaya oye,
Shadai mujhe (F#m)kar gaya (E)kar gaya (A)oye
O Rabba mein to mar gaya oye,
Shadai mujhe (F#m)kar gaya (E)kar gaya (A)oye

(A)Ab dil chahe khamoshi ke(F#m)hothon pe main likh doon(A)
Pyaari si [C]baatein(A)kayiKuchh pal mere naam kare woh 
(F#m)Main bhi uske naam pe(A)



likhu mulaa[C]qate (A)kayi
Ho pehli hi (B)taqvee (A)mein ban gayi jaan pe
Naina waina (B)uske mere (A) dil pe chhape
[G]Ab jaaun kahaan(A)pe,
dil[G]ruka hai wahaan(A)pe
Jahaan dekh ke(B)mujhe woh aage (E)badh gaya (A)oye

O Rabba mein to mar gaya oye,
Shadai mujhe (F#m)kar gaya (E)kar gaya (A)oye
O Rabba mein to mar gaya oye,
Shadai mujhe (F#m)kar gaya (E)kar gaya (A)oye

(A)Mausam ke aazad Parinde,  
(F#m)Haathon mein Hai uske(A)
Ya woh [C]baharon si(A) hai,
(A)Sardi ki woh dhoop ke jaise,
(F#m)Garmi ki shaam hai(A),
 Pheli fuh[C]aaron si (A)hai,

Mere (E)pyaar ka mausam (A)bhi hai,
Lage(E) meri mehram (A)bhi hai } 2
Jaane (E)kya kya do aankhon mein main(B) Padh gaya (A)oye

O Rabba mein to mar gaya oye,
Shadai mujhe (F#m)kar gaya (E)kar gaya (A)oye
O Rabba mein to mar gaya oye,
Shadai mujhe (F#m)kar gaya (E)kar gaya (A)oye

(A)Koi dil bekaabu kar gaya,
Aur (F#m)ishqaan dil mein bhar gaya
(A)Aankhon aankhon mein (C#m)woh,
Laakhon gallaan (B)kar gaya (A)oye

O Rabba mein to mar gaya oye,
Shadai mujhe (F#m)kar gaya (E)kar gaya (A)oye
O Rabba mein to mar gaya oye,
Shadai mujhe (F#m)kar gaya (E)kar gaya (A)oye

Tune Mere Jaana (Emptiness) Lyrics and Guitar Chords by Gajendra Verma

Title: Tune Mere Jaana (Emptiness)
Vocals: Gajendra Verma


(F)-(Am)-(A#)-(C)
(F)-(Am)-(A#)-(C)

(F)Ho love of mine
With a (Am)song and a wine
You're (A#)harsh and divine
Like truths (C)and a lie

But the (F)tale ends not here
I've (Am)nothing to fear
For my (A#)love is yell of giving and (C)hold on

And the (F)bright emptiness
In a (Am)room full of it
Is a (Dm)cruel mistress
Woh (C)ho

I (F)feel this unrest
That nest (Am)all hollowness
For I (Dm)have nowhere to go in the (C)cold


Here I feel so (F)lonely(Am) yea
(A#)There's a better place than this..(C)emptiness

And i'm so (F)lonely(Am) yea
(A#)There's a better place than this (C)emptiness, yeahea(F)eah!

(Am)-(A#)-(C)
(F)-(Am)-(A#)-(C)

Tune mere (F)jaana, kabhi nahin (Am)jaana
(A#)Ishq mera, dard (C)mera hay
(F)Tune mere jaana, (Am)kabhi nahin jaana
(A#)Ishq mera, dard (C)mera

Aashiq (F)tera  (Am)
(A#)Bhid mein khoya (C)rehta hai
Jaane jaa(F)han  (Am)
(A#)Pochho to itna (C)kehta hai

That I feel so (F)lonely(Am) yea
(A#)There's a better place than this (C)emptiness
And i'm so (F)lonely(Am) yea
(A#)There's a better place than this (C)emptiness, yeahea(F)eah!

(Am)-(A#)-(C)
(F)-(Am)-(A#)-(C)
(F)-(Am)-(A#)-(C)
(F)-(Am)-(A#)-(C)



Saturday, August 27, 2011

Teri Meri Lyrics and Guitar Chords-Body Guard-2011

Song: Teri Meri
Movie: Body Guard
Vocals: Rahat Fateh Ali Khan, Shreya Ghosha
Music: Himesh Reshammiya

(Dm)Teri meri, meri teri (C)prem kahani hai mushkil
(Bflat)Do lafzon mein yeh bayaan na (Dm)ho paaye
(Dm)Ik ladka, ik ladki ki (C)yeh kahani hai nayi
(Bflat)Do lafzon mein yeh bayaan na (Dm)ho paaye

(Dm)Teri meri, meri teri prem (C)kahani hai mushkil
(Bflat)Do lafzon mein yeh bayaan na (Dm)ho paaye
(Dm)Ik dooje se hue judaa, (C)jab ik dooje ke liye bane
(Dm)Teri meri, meri teri prem (C)kahani hai mushkil
(Bflat)Do lafzon mein yeh bayaan na(Dm)ho paaye
Aa ..

Tumse dil jo lagaya, toh jahaan maine paaya
Kabhi socha na tha yun, meelon door hoga saaya
Kyun khuda tune mujhe aisa khwaab dikhaya
Jab haqeeqat mein usse todna tha
Aa ..

Ik dooje se hue judaa, jab ik dooje ke liye bane
Teri meri, meri teri prem kahani hai mushkil
Do lafzon mein yeh bayaan na ho paaye

(Dm)Teri meri baaton ka har lamha (C)sab se rangjaana
(Bflat)Do lafzon mein yeh bayaan na (Dm)ho paaye
(Dm)Har ehsaas mein tu hai, (C)har ik yaad mein tera afsaana
(Bflat)Do lafzon mein yeh bayaan (Dm)na ho paaye

Aa ..

(Dm)Saara din bit jaaye, saari raat jagaaye
Bas khayal tumhara, lamha lamha tadpaaye
(Bflat)Yeh tadap keh rahi hai mit jaaye faasle
Yeh tere mere darmeyaan hai jo saare(Dm)


(Dm)Ik dooje se hue judaa jab ik dooje ke liye bane
(Dm)Teri meri baaton ka har lamha (C)sab se anjaana
(Bflat)Do lafzon mein yeh bayaan na (Dm)ho paaye
(Bflat)Har ehsaas mein tu hai har ik yaad (Dm)mein tera afsaana
Do lafzon mein yeh bayaan na ho paaye

(Dm)Teri meri, meri teri (C)prem kahani hai mushkil
(Bflat)Do lafzon mein yeh bayaan na (Dm)ho paaye

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Best Thing I Never Had by Beyonce Knowles-Guitar Chords

    G           C          Em             D
What goes around comes back around (hey my baby)
     G           C          Em             D
What goes around comes back around (hey my baby)
     G           C          Em             D
What goes around comes back around (hey my baby)
     G           C          Em             D
What goes around comes back around (hey my baby)
G
There was
Em
A time
C                       Em         D 
I thought, that you did everything right
G        Em
No lies, no wrong
C                   Em       D
Boy I, must've been outta my mind
          C                       Em           D
So when I think of the time that I almost loved you
C                         D
You showed your ass and I saw the real you
C
Thank God you blew it
D
Thank God I dodged the bullet
C
I'm so over you
D
So baby good lookin' out
Beyonce Knowles

Chorus
             G
I wanted you bad
               Em
I'm so through with it
                 C                    Em           D     G
Cuz honestly you turned out to be the best thing I never had
                  C      D                  Em
You turned out to be the best thing I never had
                    C      D                    Em
And I'm gon' always be the best thing you never had
                               D
I bet it sucks to be you right now

G
So sad,
Em
 You’re hurt
C                    Em           D
Boo hoo, oh, did you expect me to care?
G
You don't
Em
Deserve
C
My tears
              Em             D
I guess that's why they ain't there
       C                      Em                       D        
When I think that there was a time that I almost loved you
C                         D
You showed your ass and I saw the real you
C
Thank God you blew it
D
Thank God I dodged the bullet
C
I'm so over you
D
Baby good lookin' out

Chorus
             G
I wanted you bad
                    Em
I'm so through with it
                 C                    Em           D     G
Cuz honestly you turned out to be the best thing I never had
                          C      D                  Em
I said, you turned out to be the best thing I never had
               C      D                    Em
And I'll never be the best thing you never had
                                    D
Oh baby I bet sucks to be you right now

(I didn't know how to play this part, sorry)
I know you want me back It's time to face the facts
That I'm the one that's got away
Lord knows that it would take another place
Another time, another world, another life
Thank God I found the good in goodbye

Chorus
                      G
I used to want you so bad
                   Em
I'm so through it that
                 C                    Em           D     G    
Cuz honestly you turned out to be the best thing I never had
                  C      D                  Em   
You turned out to be the best thing I never had
                  C       D                    Em     D
And I will always be the, best thing you never had.
                     Em
Best thing you never had!

                      G
I used to want you so bad
                  Em
I'm so through it that
                   C                    Em           D     G
Cause honestly you turned out to be the best thing I never had
                     C      D                  Em
Oh you turned out to be the best thing I never had
                C      D                    Em
Oh I will never be the best thing you never had
D                                       G
Oh baby, I bet it sucks to be you right now

G              C         Em        D
Goes around,   comes back around
G              C         Em        D
Goes around, comes back around
                             G
Bet it sucks to be you right now
             C          Em         D 
Goes around, comes back around
                             G
Bet it sucks to be you right now
             C           Em        D
Goes around, comes back around
                             G
Bet it sucks to be you right now


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Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Run The World (Girls) Lyrics by Beyonce Knowles - Guitar Chords will be updated soon

Girls, we run this mother (yeah)
Girls, we run this mother (yeah)
Girls, we run this mother (yeah)
Girls, we run this mother
Girls

Who run the world? Girls
Who run the world? Girls
Who run the world? Girls
Who run the world? Girls
Who run this mother? Girls
Who run this mother? Girls
Who run this mother? Girls
Who run this mother? Girls
Who run the world? Girls
Who run the world? Girls
Who run the world? Girls
Who run the world? Girls

Some of them men think they freak this like we do
But no they don’t
Make your cheque come at they neck
Disrespect us no they won’t
This goes out to all my girls that’s in the club rocking the latest
Who could buy it for themselves and get more money later
I think I need a barber
None of these bitches can fade me
I’m so good with this
I remind you i’m so hood with this

Boy i’m just playing
Come here baby
Hope you still like me
If you hate me
My persuasion can build a nation
Endless power our love we can devour
You’ll do anything for me

Who run the world? Girls
Who run the world? Girls
Who run the world? Girls
Who run the world? Girls
Who run this mother? Girls
Who run this mother? Girls
Who run this mother? Girls
Who run this mother? Girls
Who run the world? Girls
Who run the world? Girls
Who run the world? Girls
Who run the world? Girls

It’s hot up in here DJ don’t be scared to run this run this back
I’m repping for the girls who’re taking over the world have me raise a glass for the college grats
This goes out to all the women getting it in get on your grind
To other men that respect what I do please accept my shine
Boy you know you love it how we’re smart enough to make these millions

Strong enough to bear the children then get back to bidness
You better not play me oh come here baby
Hope you still like me if you hate me

My persuasion can build a nation
Endless power our love we can devour
You’ll do anything for me

Who run the world? Girls
Who run the world? Girls
Who run the world? Girls
Who run the world? Girls
Who run the world? Girls
Who run this mother? Girls
Who run this mother? Girls
Who run this mother? Girls
Who run this mother? Girls
Who run the world? Girls
Who run the world? Girls
Who run the world? Girls
Who run the world? Girls
[Beyonce Knowles - Run The World (Girls)

Who are we
What we brought
The world
Who are we
What we brought
The world
Who are we
What do we brought
We brung the world
Who are we
What we brought
We brought the world
Who run the world? Girls

Monday, August 22, 2011

Cheers Guitar Chords by Rihanna


E  D  A

E           D
 Cheers to the fricken’ weekend
A          D
I drink to that, yeah yeah
E        D
 Oh let the jameson sink in
A           D
I drink to that, yeah yeah
E               D               A
 Don’t let the bastards get ya down
          D                   E
Turn it around with another round
           D                    A                   D
There’s a party at the bar everybody putcha glasses up and
            E   D A
I drink to that
            E   D A
I drink to that

E                                           D  A
Life’s too short to be sittin’ round miserable
E                                          D     A
People gon’ talk whether you doing bad or good, yeah
       E                                   D     A
Got a drink on my mind and my mind on my money, yeah
E                                  D  A
Looking so bomb gonna find me a honey
           E
Got on my Ray-Ban
And I’m feeling
                          D      A
I’m feelin’ hella cool tonight, yeah
E                                          D       A
Everybody’s vibin’ so don’t nobody start a fight, yeah-ah-ah-ah

E           D
 Cheers to the fricken’ weekend
A          D
I drink to that, yeah yeah
E        D
 Oh let the jameson sink in
A           D
I drink to that, yeah yeah
E               D               A
 Don’t let the bastards get ya down
          D                   E
Turn it around with another round
           D                    A                   D
There’s a party at the bar everybody putcha glasses up and
            E   D A
I drink to that
            E   D A
I drink to that


        E                                        D      A
Bout to hop on the bar, put it all on my card tonight, yeah
         E                          
Might be mad in the morning but you know
                D   A
we goin hard tonight

             E                              D  A
It’s getting coyote ugly up in here, no tyra
          E                                D  A
It’s only up from here, no downward spiral
        E                                        D      A
Got my raybands on and I’m feelin’ hella cool tonight, yeah
E                                           D      A
Everybody’s vibin’ so don’t nobody start a fight, yeahh

E           D
 Cheers to the fricken’ weekend
A          D
I drink to that, yeah yeah
E        D
 Oh let the jameson sink in
A           D
I drink to that, yeah yeah
E               D               A
 Don’t let the bastards get ya down
          D                   E
Turn it around with another round
           D                    A                   D
There’s a party at the bar everybody putcha glasses up and
            E   D A
I drink to that
            E   D A
I drink to that
            E   D A
I drink to that
            E   D A
I drink to that
            E   D A D
I drink to that

E D A D E

Pumped Up Kicks Guitar Chords by Foster The People V2


Capo 1

Em G D A [4X]

Em                       G
Robert's got a quick hand
D                             A
He'll look around the room he won't tell you his plan
Em                    G
Got a rolled cigarette
D                             A
Hangin' out his mouth, he's a cowboy kid
      Em                     G
Yeah, found a six-shooter gun
       D                         A
In his dads closet hidden with a box of fun things
Em                    G
I don't even know what
         D                         A
But he's comin' for you, yeah he's comin for you, hey

Em                          G
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
             D
You'd better run, better run
A
Outrun my gun
Em                          G
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
             D
You'd better run, better run
A
Faster than my bullet
[Repeat]

Em                    G
Daddy works a long day
         D                      A
He'll be coming home late, he's coming home late
         Em                    G
And he's bringing me a surprise
     D                                A
Cos' dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice
     Em                     G
I've waited for a long time
    D                          A
The slight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger
  Em                      G
I reason with my cigarette
             D                            A
And say your hair's on fire you must have lost your wits, yeah

Em                          G
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
             D
You'd better run, better run
A
Outrun my gun
Em                          G
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
             D
You'd better run, better run
A
Faster than my bullet
[Repeat]

Em G D A [2X]
(run run run)
Em G D A  [2X]
(whistle)

Em                          G
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
             D
You'd better run, better run
A
Outrun my gun
Em                          G
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
             D
You'd better run, better run
A
Faster than my bullet
[Repeat 2X]

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