Accordi e testo completo di "Loyal" di Chris Brown per chitarra. Tonalità: FA#. Accordi principali: RE#m, LA#m, SI, DO#, SIadd9, REm. Spartito con accordi sopra il testo, trasponibile su Strimpello.

Tonalità

FA#

Accordi

RE#m, LA#m, SI, DO#, SIadd9, REm

Domande frequenti

Quali sono gli accordi di Loyal di Chris Brown?
Gli accordi usati in "Loyal" di Chris Brown sono: RE#m, LA#m, SI, DO#, SIadd9, REm. Tonalità: FA#.
In che tonalità è Loyal?
"Loyal" di Chris Brown è in tonalità FA#.
Dove trovo il testo e gli accordi di Loyal?
Testo e accordi completi di "Loyal" sono su Strimpello: https://strimpello.com/song/loyal.
Chi canta Loyal?
"Loyal" è interpretata da Chris Brown.

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Loyal
Chris Brown
Key: FA#
Intro:

RE#m  LA#m  SI        

                 SI  DO#  RE#m
Young Mula, baby...

You thought it was over?

  LA#m             SI
I wasn't born last night

I know these hoes ain't right

                    DO#               RE#m
But you was blowin' up her phone last night

But she ain't have her ringer 

nor her ring on last night, oh

              LA#m
Nigga, that's that nerve

SI
Why give a bitch your heart 

when she'd rather have a purse?

Why give a bitch an inch 

                  DO#
when she'd rather have nine?

        RE#m
You know how the game goes, she be mine by half time

I'm the shit, oh

              LA#m
Nigga, that's that nerve

    SI
You all about her, and she all about hers

                             DO#       RE#m
Birdman Junior in this bitch, no flamingos

And I done did everything, but trust these hoes

(CB fuck with me!)

LA#m              SI
When a rich nigga want ya

                     DO#        RE#m
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya

    LA#m             SI
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal

      DO#              RE#m
Woah, these hoes ain't loyal

Yeah-yeah, let me see

RE#m  LA#m      SI
       Just got rich

Took a broke nigga bitch

      DO#                RE#m
I can make a broke bitch rich

But I don't fuck with broke bitches

      LA#m                 SI
Got a white girl with some fake titties

I took her to the bay with me

DO#                  RE#m
Eyes closed, smoking marijuana

Rolling up that Bob Marley, I'm a rasta

LA#m          SI
 She wanna do drugs (drugs)

Smoke weed, get drunk (wasted)

DO#              RE#m
 She wanna see a nigga trapped

She wanna fuck all the rappers

LA#m              SIadd9
When a rich nigga want you (want you, baby)

                     DO#        RE#m
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (nothing, no)

    LA#m             SI
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (no, they ain't)

      DO#              RE#m
Woah, these hoes ain't loyal

Yeah-yeah, let me see

LA#m              SI
Black girl with a big booty

If she a bad bitch, let's get to it (right away)

DO#  RE#m
  We up in this club, bring me the bottles

I know girl, 

LA#m      SI
 that you came in this bitch with your man

                   DO#
That's a no-no girl

         RE#m
All this money in the air

I wanna see you dance

LA#m       SI
  Just got rich (got rich)

Took a broke nigga bitch (yeah)

      DO#                RE#m
I can make a broke bitch rich

But I don't fuck with broke bitches (girl, it's you)

LA#m              SIadd9
When a rich nigga want you (want you, baby)

                     DO#        RE#m
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya 

(no, nothing, no-woah)

    LA#m             SIadd9
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (oh-oh-oh, no)

      DO#              RE#m
Woah, these hoes ain't loyal (yeah...)

Yeah-yeah, let me see

              LA#m
Rich, young nigga

         SI
Name got bigger and my change got bigger

So my chains got bigger

            DO#                 RE#m
Ferrari, Jaguar, switching four lanes 

with the top down screaming out, 

"Money ain't a thing"

           LA#m      SI
Ha, me and CB in the Bay with her (Bay with her)

I sent her back home so you can lay with her

                  DO#                    RE#m
Okay, let's talk about this ice that I'm carrying

All these karats like I'm a fucking vegetarian

                   LA#m           SI
Shout-out Weezy F, keep a redbone wet

Rose Rolex, hoes on deck, she know I got a check

               DO#                RE#m
Do it too good when she ride that dick (woah)

Man, I wouldn't trust that bitch, no

                  LA#m          SI
Come on, come on, girl, why you frontin'?

Baby, show me something

                 DO#           RE#m
When I call her, she gon' leave

And I bet that bottom dollar she gon' cheat

                  LA#m         SI
Come on, come on, girl why you frontin'?

Baby, show me something

               DO#       RE#m
You done spent your ring on her

And it's all for nothing (yeah, yeah, yeah)

LA#m              SIadd9
When a rich nigga want you (want you, baby)

                     DO#        RE#m
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya 

(can't do nothing for you)

    LA#m             SIadd9
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (oh, no)

      DO#              RE#m
Woah, these hoes ain't loyal

Yeah-yeah, let me see

LA#m              SIadd9
When a rich nigga want you (want you, baby)

                     DO#        RE#m
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (oh-woah-oh)

    LA#m             SIadd9
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (they be playing games) 

      LA#m                                       
Woah, these hoes ain't loyal

                     RE#m  LA#m  SI
Yeah-yeah, let me see

                      DO#  RE#m
Yeah, let me see

                RE#m  LA#m  SI
Yeah, let me see

                 DO#  REm
Let me see

Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (let me see)

Loyal

Chris Brown · Key FA#

Intro:
Young Mula, baby...
You thought it was over?
I wasn't born last night
I know these hoes ain't right
But you was blowin' up her phone last night
But she ain't have her ringer
nor her ring on last night, oh
Nigga, that's that nerve
Why give a bitch your heart
when she'd rather have a purse?
Why give a bitch an inch
when she'd rather have nine?
You know how the game goes, she be mine by half time
I'm the shit, oh
Nigga, that's that nerve
You all about her, and she all about hers
Birdman Junior in this bitch, no flamingos
And I done did everything, but trust these hoes
(CB fuck with me!)
When a rich nigga want ya
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal
Woah, these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah-yeah, let me see
Just got rich
Took a broke nigga bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don't fuck with broke bitches
Got a white girl with some fake titties
I took her to the bay with me
Eyes closed, smoking marijuana
Rolling up that Bob Marley, I'm a rasta
She wanna do drugs (drugs)
Smoke weed, get drunk (wasted)
She wanna see a nigga trapped
She wanna fuck all the rappers
When a rich nigga want you (want you, baby)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (nothing, no)
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (no, they ain't)
Woah, these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah-yeah, let me see
Black girl with a big booty
If she a bad bitch, let's get to it (right away)
We up in this club, bring me the bottles
I know girl,
that you came in this bitch with your man
That's a no-no girl
All this money in the air
I wanna see you dance
Just got rich (got rich)
Took a broke nigga bitch (yeah)
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don't fuck with broke bitches (girl, it's you)
When a rich nigga want you (want you, baby)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
(no, nothing, no-woah)
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (oh-oh-oh, no)
Woah, these hoes ain't loyal (yeah...)
Yeah-yeah, let me see
Rich, young nigga
Name got bigger and my change got bigger
So my chains got bigger
Ferrari, Jaguar, switching four lanes
with the top down screaming out,
"Money ain't a thing"
Ha, me and CB in the Bay with her (Bay with her)
I sent her back home so you can lay with her
Okay, let's talk about this ice that I'm carrying
All these karats like I'm a fucking vegetarian
Shout-out Weezy F, keep a redbone wet
Rose Rolex, hoes on deck, she know I got a check
Do it too good when she ride that dick (woah)
Man, I wouldn't trust that bitch, no
Come on, come on, girl, why you frontin'?
Baby, show me something
When I call her, she gon' leave
And I bet that bottom dollar she gon' cheat
Come on, come on, girl why you frontin'?
Baby, show me something
You done spent your ring on her
And it's all for nothing (yeah, yeah, yeah)
When a rich nigga want you (want you, baby)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
(can't do nothing for you)
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (oh, no)
Woah, these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah-yeah, let me see
When a rich nigga want you (want you, baby)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (oh-woah-oh)
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (they be playing games)
Woah, these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah-yeah, let me see
Yeah, let me see
Yeah, let me see
Let me see
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (let me see)

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