Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Born 2 Ride, artist - Psychopathic Rydas. Date of issue: 08.08.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Born 2 Ride |
| You know when I was little |
| I used to look at my father and say… |
| «ey daddy, how come those other coconuts got fuzz on em and I don’t? |
| «And he said to me… |
| «son, one day you’ll grow up to be fuzzy like the rest of us coconuts.» |
| And I said «daddy I don’t necesarilly wanna be fuzzy, I wanna ride… |
| like the mutha fukin rydas mutha phucka! |
| " |
| On the day I was born, I got slapped on the ass |
| I pulled a .44 and chopped that fuckin doctor in half. |
| And I got a little skii mask when I turned 11 |
| On my 12 birthday I got dat ak-47 |
| Now heaven is a mystery to me but I’m so far gone |
| I keep that licorice with me your candys mine homes |
| My whole life I’ve been bred for the game |
| Baggin dames, slang, keg, an always ride with tha thang |
| Comin up younge always new id be a crook, |
| Straight up off the aper streets that white powder learned to cook |
| Was 11 years old when I sold my first slab |
| 13, that’s to me, hustled right up into rehab, |
| They let me out, teenagers gotta get paid |
| Bought my first pistol killed my first man the same day |
| Was born to die before the twinkle in my daddy’s eye |
| Kicked up out my mommas ass, young dirt was born to ride |
| On these every damn streets. |
| On these every damn beats. |
| Is there a chain on my neck. |
| I put the whole game in check. |
| This damn money that’s mine. |
| Every dime, every time. |
| Born to ride. |
| Ever since a young buck never hesitate to put em up |
| Tossin signs, wavin the colors, dats what’s up |
| Only fuck with talk and trust and crack a muthaphuckas head if he refuse to |
| hear me when I say I’m ridin till I’m dead |
| I was born to be the one that your cusin wanna imitate, |
| Momma wanna fuck, and yo sister wanna date. |
| Don’t hate muthafucka you know I was born to ride |
| Switches on dat black truck hittin side to side |
| Sideways swervin, gas peddle masha |
| I dizzy gettin money spreadin through me like some cancer |
| Wraiths no good for society but numba one in the streets |
| I feel me an' mine in trouble, I pull da heat. |
| I ain’t scared a little time, it’s just time |
| Especially when it involves for gettin down for my grime |
| It’s all I do Bitch, it’s all I was born to do. |
| Ride or die give me more crews to run through |
| Born to ride, ready to die, if somebody low |
| Passin heat out in the street, and when I smell the gun smoke, it kinda take me |
| back to when I was younger watchin the police shootin at my pops and my brother |
| I got a gat when I was bigger but ain’t gonna pull the trigga so I fuck around |
| with shit cause a rydas a real killa! |
| Dis glock is a real strilla, underground in the street |
| Straight jackets with tha candy whips and badass beats. |
| I was born for shootouts and scootin in a hurry |
| Blood on my winshield, smearin an blurry my momma was born to worry |
| Wrong by da jury |
| I was born to be a ryda till I’m gone and buried |
| Rydas chase cheese, dat we faced with a disease |
| Store manager on his knees… my trigger squeezed |
| A hooligan, fuck school it’s ride or die on the grind |
| Till this day ain’t shit changed my mind |
| See basically |
| The moral of the story is you can’t be tought how to ride baby |
| It’s like hazel eyes either you was born with it or you wasn’t |
| Look at that jaguar out there in the parkin lot |
| Got them 32 inch rims on em |
| Baby I was born with them, I didn’t aquire them |
| I was born to ride |
| Yeah pass me dat dro muthaphucker |