[Chorus:]    Yeah yeah yeah (I got army gunz)    Yeah yeah yeah (I-I-I got army gunz)    Yeah yeah yeah (I-I-I-I got army gunz)    Yeah yeah yeah (I-I-I-I-I got army gunz)    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       [Lil Wayne:]    Okay I'm out 'chea you niggaz done started it ya ordered it    Bullet find a home in ya arteries pardon me    But them niggaz won't touch not a part of me bet on it    Them niggaz 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 baretta and hop out and let her rip    Let her bang let her bust etcetera etcetera    You niggaz is scared of the southern part of America    Here it come got her done never caught without one    Niggaz 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 I'm here you are gonna need a chopper    And I'ma need a lawyer and you gon' need a doctor    Why? Because...       [Chorus]       [Lil Wayne:]    Get at 'em we hit 'em up if they rattin'    Niggaz ain't fuckin' wit' the boy them niggaz 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    Niggaz 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 UHaul    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 gansgta party nigga    Why? Because...       [Chorus]       [Lil Wayne:]    Thirty shots in the clip niggaz let's trip    Line 'em up put 'em down on the guest list    These niggaz '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 niggaz seem plenty bold    Pull that bitch out alright don't make me get my fishin' pole    Them niggaz 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...       [Chorus]