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

Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I-I-I got army gunz)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I-I-I got army gunz)
Like father like son

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 outcha, you *****z done started it ya ordered it
Bullet find a home in ya arteries pardon me
But them *****z won't touch not a part of me, bet on it
Them *****z belong in a sorority, ain't that a *****

Burn they bodies up for the authorities no evidence
You gon' stop ***kin' with them warriors from New Orleans
And I really think that it'd be better if
I just hit ya block with that biretta and hop out and let her rip

Let her bang, let her bust etcetera, etcetera
You *****z is scared of the southern part of America
Here it come, got her done, never caught without one
*****z wanna ball, so I guess I gotta bounce 'em

Smokin' on a ounce of that **** 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

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

Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I-I-I got army gunz)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I-I-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, get at 'em we hit 'em up if they rattin'
*****z ain't ***kin' with the boy them *****z 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

*****z 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 *****, ***** you better make ya words strong
'Cause the **** gettin' chiseled on ya tombstone

What they do I got a chopper in the U-Haul
Make a real ***** bring it back to '92 dog
Bring his *** 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 *****, you better bring a army
We can do it in the streets and throw a gangsta party *****
Why? Because

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

Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I-I-I got army gunz)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I-I-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 *****z let's trip
Line 'em up, put 'em down on the guest list
These *****z 'bout to make me go Rambo
I'ma take the **** 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, *****z seem plenty bold
Pull that ***** out alright, don't make me get my fishin' pole

Them *****z hoes really doe
I would swing down there with 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 ***** have to come back like wit' the smack
Thomas ***** I promise I'll kill ya and that's a fact
And I ain't never killed no one jack
But I'm honest ***** I promise I'll kill ya and that's a fact
Why? Because

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

Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I-I-I got army gunz)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I-I-I got army gunz)
Like father like son *****

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

I got 'em