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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...



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[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...



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[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...



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