作曲 : Carter, Mollings, Mollings
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 sorry done started it
Ya ordered it
Bullet find a home
In ya arteries
Pardon me
But them nsorrysorry won't touch
Not a part of me
Bet on it
Them nsorrysorry belong
In a sorority
Ain't that a sorry
Burn they bodies up for
The authorities no evidence
You gon' stop fsorrysorry with
Them warriors from New Orleans
And I really think that
It'd be better if
I just hit ya block with
That beretta and hop out
And let her rip
Let her bang
Let her bust etcetera
Etcetera
You nsorrysorry is scared
Of the southern part of America
Here it come  got her done
Never caught without one
Nsorrysorry wanna ball
So I guess I gotta bounce 'em
Smokin' on a ounce of
That ssorry 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'
Nsorrysorry ain't fsorry** with the
Boy them sorry softer than satin
I'm feelin' awfully aggy
Yes I walk with the maggy
I tell him park in a alley and
Leave 'em parked in the alley
Nsorrysorry 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 sorry  sorry
You better make
Ya words strong
'Cause the ssorry gettin'
Chiseled on ya tombstone
What they do I got a
Chopper in the uhaul
Make a real sorry bring
It back to '92 dog
Bring his sorry 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 sorry
You better bring a army
We can do it in the streets
And throw a gangsta party sorry
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 nsorrysorry let's trip
Line 'em up  put 'em
Down on the guest list
These sorry 'bout to
Make me go Rambo
I'ma take the ssorry
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
Sorry seem plenty bold
Pull that sorry out alright
Don't make me get
My fishin' pole
Them nsorrysorry 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 nsorry* have to
Come back like
Wit' the smack
Thomas sorry I promise
I'll kill ya and that's a fact
And I ain't never
Killed no one jack
But I'm honest sorry 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 sorry
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