[Refrain]
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 you know I play it like a pro in the game
Now you know I play it like a pro in the game
[Verse 1]
Okay, I'm out here, you n***as done started it, you ordered it
Bullet find a home in ya arteries, pardon me
But them n***as won't touch not a part, of me bet on it
Them n***as belong in a sorority, ain't that a b**h
Burn they bodies up for the authorities, no evidence
You gone stop f**in' 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, etcetera, etcetera
You n***as is scared of the, southern part of America
Here it come, got a gun, never come without one
n***as wanna ball, so I guess I gotta bounce 'em
Smokin' on an ounce of that sh** from the mountains
People say I need to stop, no I need a counselor
And 'round here you are gonna need a chopper
And I'mma need a lawyer, and you gon' need a doctor (Why? Because...)
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[Verse 2]
Get at em we hit 'em up if they rattin'
n***as ain't f**in' with the boy them n***as softer than satin
I'm feeling awfully aggy, yes I walk with the maggy
I tell him park in a alley, and leave 'em parked in the alley
n***as talking about me, but they ain't talking it at me
Cause if they talkin' it at me, then I'm just talking to caskets
All that talking is p**y b**h you better make ya words strong
Cause the sh** gettin' chiseled on ya tombstone
What they do I got a chopper in the UHaul
Make a real n***a bring it back to '92 dog
Bring his a** 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 getting hungry
When you come b**h you better bring an army
We can do it in the streets and throw a gansgta party n***a (Why? Because...)
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[Verse 3]
Thirty shots in the clip, n***a let's trip
Line 'em up, put 'em down on the guest list
These n***as 'bout to make me go Rambo
I'mma take the sh** as far as it can go
War is the answer if ya questioning the general
Snap shots at you baby you are just a centerfold
And less cynical, n***as seem plenty bold
Pull that b**h out alright don't make me get my fishin' pole
Them n***as 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 n***a have to come back like with the smack
Thomas b**h I promise I'll k** ya and that's a fact
And I ain't never k**ed no one jack
But I'm honest b**h I promise I'll k** ya and that's a fact
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