Army Gunz

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I got Army Gunz, I got Army Gunz

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I got Army Gunz, I got Army Gunz

Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game

Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game

Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game

Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game

Okay, I'm out here, you **** done started it, you ordered it

Bullet find a home in your arteries, pardon me

But the **** won't touch not a part of me, bet on it

Them **** belong in a sorority, ain't that a bitch

Burn they bodies up for the authorities, no evidence

You gon' stop fuckin' with them warriors from New Orleans, and

I really think that it'd be better if

I just hit your block with that Beretta and hop out and let her rip

Let her bang, let her bust, et cetera, et cetera

You **** is scared of the southern part of America

Here it come, got a gun, never caught without one

**** 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'm a need a lawyer and you gon' need a doctor

Why? Because

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I got Army Gunz, I got Army Gunz

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I got Army Gunz, I got Army Gunz

Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game

Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game

Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game

Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game

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

**** ain't fuckin' with the boy, them **** softer than satin

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

I tell him, "Park in the alley", and leave him parked in the alley

**** 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 your words strong

'Cause this shit gettin' chiseled on your tombstone

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

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

Bring his ass to the river, drop the fool off

Hope he can swim with 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 gangster party, ****

Why? Because

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I got Army Gunz, I got Army Gunz

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I got Army Gunz, I got Army Gunz

Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game

Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game

Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game

Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game

Yeah, thirty shots in the clip, ****, let's trip

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

These **** 'bout to make me go Rambo

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

War is the answer if you questionin' the general

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

And that's Kenneth Cole, **** seem pretty bold

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

Them **** hoes, really though

I would swing down there with any ol' 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 grind when you want me

Make a **** have to come back like Rufus Mack

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

And I ain't never killed no one, Jack

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

Why? Because

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I got Army Gunz, I got Army Gunz

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I got Army Gunz, I got Army Gunz

Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game

Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game

Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game

Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game