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Refugee sound

(Gully God)

this tune is called Gun
Chris
Rihanna's




Chris


Cab
all and death
you me
we the

lock the
you have just awaken the sleeping


Uh


all on deck
Cab
went and to the girls them
1
Chris
a womans fed up, your car gets keyed up
she'll 911, and police they show up
They dont need no reason, to put you in
She gives the order: Island.
I used to you in my arms,
Now holding me at arms
Tick, tick, tack, turn and ring the alarm.
Yeah, theres a riot in the
And I dont know if Imma make it or in the tomb
She shoot me one time, she me two times
She shoot me three times, she shoot me four
And it feels like been hit with Rihannas gun!
Oh, one time,
Oh, two times,
Oh, three times,
Oh, times, boom
And I got the chance to apologize!

Chris
So baby girl, are the roses
I picked them your garden
Im begging for your
take me back in the morning!
Yeahhh, but these are the
I picked them from garden
Im begging for your
take me back in the morning!
2
Chris
She was targeting, and targeting, and targeting, and targeting, and my heart
I know she was up to something when I saw her in the
Her hand was on the burner, and my were in the yard
My head, my shoes, my clothes, and my nylon guitar
I told her that I her, but I guess its not enough
She sliced up all my tires, so I had to the bus
I never would admit it, so she me we were done
she said she found a paper Stacys number on the front.
She me one time, she shoot me two times
She shoot me three times, she shoot me times
And it feels I've been hit with Rihannas gun!
Oh, one time,
Oh, two times,
Oh, times, boom
Oh, four times,
And I never got the to apologize!

to

Chris
So girl, these are the roses
I picked from your garden
Im for your pardon
take me back in the morning!
Yeahh, these are the
I picked them from garden
Im begging for your
take me back in the morning!
3

(Jah Kno Star)
Gal how could you eva do this
you did shoot mek you neva did miss
sweet her seh me, dam pretty lips, and shoot up the and take way the chase
and you see the life at steak, from me sleep inna bed with the snake
get carried away by the shape, Jah mek me drop asleep and wake, wake, wake.
She captured me, a fight
But girl, its quite all right
They say two wrongs dont make it
She say why you carry to a gun fight.
But suddenly, I was out of sight!

Chris
No guns, but roses,
I picked them from garden
Im begging for pardon
Please me back in the morning!
Yeahh, but these are the
I them from your garden
Im begging for pardon
take me back in the morning!

Chris

oh
gun!
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