[Chorus: Lil Wayne & Billy Bass Nelson]
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
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: Lil Wayne]
Okay, I'm outchea, 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 bitch
Burn they bodies up for the authorities, no evidence
You gone stop fuckin' 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 shit from the mountains
People say I need to stop, no, I need a counselor
And down here you are gonna need a chopper
And I'ma need a lawyer, and you gon' need a doctor
Why? Because
[Chorus: Lil Wayne & Billy Bass Nelson]
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
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 2: Lil Wayne]
Get at em, we hit 'em up if they rattin'
N***as ain't fuckin' with the boy, them n***as softer than satin
I'm feeling awful and aggy, yes, I walk with the maggy
I tell him, "Park in the alley," and leave him parked in the alley
N***as 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 this shit gettin' chiseled on ya tombstone
What they do, I got a chopper in the U-Haul
Make a real n***a bring it back to '92, dawg
Bring his ass 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, bitch, you better bring an army
We can do it in the streets and throw a gansgta party, n***a
Why? Because
[Chorus: Lil Wayne & Billy Bass Nelson]
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
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 3: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, 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'ma take the shit as far as it can go
War is the answer if ya questionin' the general
Snap shots at you, baby, you are just a centerfold
And less Kenny Cole, n***as seem plenty bold
Pull that bitch out alright don't make me get my fishin' pole
Them n***as hoes, really though
I would swing down there with any O, .44 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 Rufus Mack
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: Lil Wayne & Billy Bass Nelson]
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
Now you know I play it like a pro in the game
Now you know I play it like a pro in the game