Army Gunz

Yeah, yeah, yeah (I got army guns)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (I-I-I got army guns)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (I-I-I-I got army guns)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (I-I-I-I-I got army guns)

Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game

Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game

Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game

Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game

Okay I'm out 'chea. You niggas done started it, ya ordered it

Bullet find a home in ya arteries, pardon me

But them niggas won't touch not a part of me, bet on it

Them niggas belong in a sorority. Ain't that a bitch?

Burn they bodies up for the authorities, no evidence

You gon' stop fuckin' wit' them warriors from New Orleans

And I really think that it'd be better if

I just hit ya block wit that Beretta and hop out and let her rip

Let her bang let her bust etcetera, etcetera

You niggas is scared of the southern part of America

Here it come, got her done. Never caught without one

Niggas wanna ball so I guess I gotta bounce 'em

Smokin' on a ounce of that shit from the mountains

People say I need to stop, no I need a counselor

And down here you are gonna need a chopper

And I'ma need a lawyer and you gon' need a doctor

Why? Because

Yeah, yeah, yeah (I got army guns)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (I-I-I got army guns)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (I-I-I-I got army guns)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (I-I-I-I-I got army guns)

Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game

Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game

Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game

Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game

Get at 'em we hit 'em up if they rattin'

Niggas ain't fuckin' wit' the boy, them niggas softer than satin

I'm feelin' awfully aggy, yes I walk wit' the maggy

I tell him park in a alley and leave 'em parked in the alley

Niggas talkin' about me but they ain't talkin' it at me

'Cause if they talkin' it at me then I'm just talkin' to caskets

All that talkin' is pussy, bitch you better make ya words strong

'Cause the shit gettin' chiseled on ya tombstone

What they do I got a chopper in the U-Haul

Make a real nigga bring it back to '92, dog

Bring his ass to the river, drop the fool off

Hope he can swim wit' them concrete shoes on

I got the gun right beside me who don't?

Got beef homie? I was just gettin' hungry

When you come, bitch you better bring a army

We can do it in the streets and throw a gangsta party nigga

Why? Because

Yeah, yeah, yeah (I got army guns)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (I-I-I got army guns)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (I-I-I-I got army guns)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (I-I-I-I-I got army guns)

Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game

Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game

Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game

Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game

Thirty shots in the clip niggas, let's trip

Line 'em up put 'em down on the guest list

These niggas 'bout to make me go Rambo

I'ma take the shit as far as it can go

War is the answer if ya questionin' the general

Snap shots at'cha baby, you are just a centerfold

And less Kenneth Cole, niggas seem plenty bold

Pull that bitch out, alright don't make me get my fishin' pole

Them niggas hoes really doe

I would swing down there wit' any O Forty-Fo' and let 'em go

Let 'em know that I ain't never been sweet and won't be

Yes I'll be right here on the ground when you want me

Make a nigga have to come back like wit' the smack

Thomas bitch I promise I'll kill ya and that's a fact

And I ain't never killed no one, jack

But I'm honest, bitch I promise I'll kill ya and that's a fact

Why? Because

Yeah, yeah, yeah (I got army guns)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (I-I-I got army guns)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (I-I-I-I got army guns)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (I-I-I-I-I got army guns)

Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game

Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game

Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game

Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game