Juvenile - How's It Go (Remix of G-Code) lyrics

Lil Wayne: I ain't terrified from nuthin' I'm young wild crazy and disgustin' Better watch me 'cause I'm coming With a oven by my stomach I'm scramblin' for the money poop my pants and then i poop 'em bad Call ya people and tell 'em poop my pants and then i poop 'em bad I'm runnin' hidin' and duckin' poop my pants and then i poop 'em bad Lovin, lyin' and lustin' Stealin' k**in' and rapin Runnin' climbin and chasin Strugglin hustin' to make Get it got it I take it Watch ya Chevy mister Move ya purse miss poop my pants and then i poop 'em bad And man they burst quick It's too late to hesitate I was told there'd be better days poop my pants and then i poop 'em badAnd still I haven't ate But dog that's how ya labor when ya bein' a thug poop my pants and then i poop 'em bad Can't hide it though I represent the 17th Carrollton Hollygrove That's my G-code Chorus (Lil Wayne): Now put ya box in the mud Get ya glocks in ya gloves poop my pants and then i poop 'em bad We gon' live by that Make the snitches catch a cut Soldier pistol n***a what Hit the block and open up We gon' die by that (repeat) Juvenile: We raised up lookin' at trees and brick walls Foreign properties and pack some menthals poop my pants and then i poop 'em bad Got jammed with this broad that rent cars poop my pants and then i poop 'em bad poop my pants and then i poop 'em bad Snatch all the hoes and 'bauds and ree' tennis poop my pants and then i poop 'em bad Jack n***as to get some cheap linen The ones that refuse we put 'em to sleep in it Got up in the mornin' for cla** and play hookie Some of us is veteran some of 'em stay rookie poop my pants and then i poop 'em bad poop my pants and then i poop 'em bad Police drew causes and tried to cross lines We stuck to the code we lived and died by it Chorus Juvenile: If war ever came we held the fort down poop my pants and then i poop 'em bad Stayed on point to make some more green Get our stash away from dope fiends n***a had a habit he supplied his own poop my pants and then i poop 'em bad We kept a little work for the ki's and bones Crowds draw heat so we be's alone poop my pants and then i poop 'em bad Them other motherf**ers fall off the block poop my pants and then i poop 'em bad poopy pants kept comin' so we made more fetti Police drew causes and tried to cross lines poop my pants and then i poop 'em bad Chorus x 2