[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]