Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Do What You Want, artist - Rhythm & Green
Date of issue: 15.06.1998
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Do What You Want |
Welcome to a world where Rhythm is life |
And life is Green |
Yeah |
All you need in this life is Rhythm & Green |
And as a people we was born with Rhythm |
Now let’s get the green, know what I mean? |
Comin out the Yay Area we present to you… Rhythm & Green |
Verse 1 *(Rame Royal)* |
I’m zonin off lime and Hennessy |
Jones and I got that remedy |
In a ball cap |
To camoflauge the identity |
My entourage relentlessly |
Sells ya’ll crack |
In big or small sacks |
To all cats |
Even enemies get served with a deposit |
That’s hustla logic |
I’m fully drunk |
I burn hemp plants |
Of skunk in my closet |
Matchin a composite |
Facin maximum penalties |
But to avoid it, I blast 'em an make 'em memory |
Can’t infiltrate my infantry |
Infamous for takin street |
Rap to new dimensions we Intiventaly pimpin beats |
Mack freaks |
Back to Atlanta and D. C Niggas bubblin like phantoms |
So give us three feet |
Hatas grin and bear it While I keep ridin them Stallions |
In gold links |
Wit 5 karat |
Diamond medallions |
Roll out the red carpet slow |
We lyrically remarkable |
Representin the Rhythm & Green’s half arsenal |
Chorus *(Shock G)* 2x |
We givin it to the people |
People doin what they want (repeat x2) |
The Rhythm we give 'em is 100% pure |
We give it to 'em |
Do What Ya Want. |
Uh! |
Verse 2 *(Crown Jul)* |
Race out the cribo |
Ride a stretch limo |
Rollin up the windows |
Blowin up indo |
We serve purp jumbos |
But don’t stumble |
Pick up my young hoe |
In my one 'doe |
I keep a trunk load |
Cuz I was born in the city at war |
Like Desert Storm |
To give it to you hardcore |
And raw like porn |
Forced to swarm |
To cop dope in the purest of forms |
Buds greener than the forest |
And fully matured |
Cultivatin in the closet of the dope house |
Throwin weight juss for the profit in the courts to smoke out |
My folks is locced out |
A fiend wil get his eye poked out |
Wit the Port |
Manuverin coast to coast |
On home court |
Now hut 1,2,3,4 |
What the fuck we hustle for? |
Juss to see mo dope |
We bustin 4−4's |
Cuz heavy metal settles vendettas |
Niggas is rebels |
Do whatever for chedder |
Until they bury us wit shovels |
Verse 3 *(Rame Royal)* |
Feel free |
To feel me When I bust a Philly |
Down to fill it wit LG |
It’s nathin you can tell me Ain’t a dream you can sell me Cause real G’s do what they please |
Let’s feel the breeze |
Til the year 2G |
My eyes will only see green |
But my women come in distored colors |
I’m livin better than some |
An worse than others |
Tryin not to get smothered |
Home grown in the Town my zone |
Sit on the throne |
An place the crown on my dome |
Verse 4 *(Crown Jul)* |
If y’all wonder |
I been through it Flow like fluid |
And ball under the influence |
But uninfluenced |
By all the negatives hurt me And flirtin wit danger |
I’d rather live |
Still workin wit one in the chamber |
Got this gat that’s enormus |
Rats tryin to pull the curtian on my stellar performance |
But protected by a certian umbrella insurance |
You couldn’t wet this if you wanted to In the flesh |
We Royal right in front of you |
So there you have it Where life is Rhythm |
And Rhythm is Green, know what I mean? |
You this ain’t no joke |
(Straight up) |
Umm |
Uhh |
Smoke what ya want |
Roll what ya want uh! |
Drink what ya want |
Grow what ya want uh! |
Push what ya want |
Crank what ya want uh! |
Yeah |
I’m on it Haha |
Slippin a Humpty on that ass |
Rhythm bring the green out ya |
(Do what you want) |
Uh Feel it We givin it to them worlds |
Peep game |
You know what I’m sayin |
That’s juss like us Rhythm & Green doin they thang puttin it down like that for the year 2000 |
Tell 'em bout that shit you know |
We givin it to the people |
All our people |
Rhythm & Green puttin it down the right way |
Do What You Want! |
R&G click once again |