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Under the Covers: Essential Red Hot Chili Peppers (Red Hot Chili Peppers) · Best of Red Hot Chili Peppers [Collectables] (Red Hot Chili Peppers) · Pick My Kiss: The Bluegrass Tribute to Red Hot Chili Peppers (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Red Hot Chili Peppers Phenomenon (Red Hot Chili Peppers) · The Best of Red Hot Chili Peppers [EMI] (Red Hot Chili Peppers) · The Best of Red Hot Chili Peppers [Capitol] (Red Hot Chili Peppers) · The Red Hot Chili Peppers (Red Hot Chili Peppers) · Red Hot Chili Peppers [Japan Bonus Tracks] (Red Hot Chili Peppers) · Red Hot Chili Peppers Greatest Hits [LP] (Red Hot Chili Peppers) · The Red Hot Chili Peppers (Red Hot Chili Peppers) – and 90 other albums »


Don't even kid me, shit in my coke aimin' at cha kidney
Pressure, red hot like chili pepper
Black 'n decker, hardware avoid the leper
Five o'clock
was soft
I see you in the street, you try to talk my fuckin ear off
I`m the high wrecka, mic checka
Wilin out like Red Hot Chili Peppers

[Chorus]
'bout?
Chamillitary Mayne!
Young Money!
We the new Red Hot Chili Peppers
We on fire
Sold out arenas
Tearin' up tour busses
You Know how we get down.
by the straps, ya got ta kick her, fuck it!
That's how it go when ya dealin' with a pro-per
Got my hand on the mic and I'm about to let it flow
by the straps, ya got ta kick her, fuck it!
That's how it go when ya dealin with a pro-per
Got my hand on the mic and I'm about to let it flow
living by the book
We fill the jails in France, Uzes and Italy
Never do dirt in our own land
That shit's forbidden, G
Hoxha singing from the top
hush puppies
So give me that king crap
And I'll break a shell
You seen that?
Well fuck 'em if he don't take it well
So crack the top off that hot
sex and 80 proof liquors

Run, walk, and crawl for catching hot balls
From my dogs who take game while smoking lock jaws
Why burn your mouth in the name
on the range, rebel with a pen
Writin critically acclaimed scriptures that do you in
Mista, Meth, Hot Nickels
Say my shit holding my Sex Pistol, deal me in
destroy
All these Shawn Black decoys
Plans done changed due to conflict
Cowboys, we bomb shit
And I put that on my kills
Let my rap skills feel
It's
hush puppies
So give me that king crap
And I'll break a shell
You seen that?
Well fuck 'em if he don't take it well
So crack the top off that hot
hustla niggas, sound off, sound off, hut!
I fuck with nothing but my clique
Nothing but hot shit, follow me, sound off, sound off, hut!
I fuck with nothing
down, get down, put your body in motion 
Only the strong survive, but on the 6 or the 5 
Live as hot as sex use to be at the Racket 
Wrong club with
head jerk, my network thick like double decker
Enter surrender raps select swollen members
Lone defenders, send bullets through contenders
Tempers red
the bleachers
Hot weather, sex on the beaches
Jury shopping out of the country
Deluxe luxury, people saying them not change
Look, truckle me
But what about
in the bleachers
Hot weather, sex on the beaches
Jury shopping out of the country
Deluxe luxury, people saying them not change
Look, truckle me
you're running by, trip you up from behind 
My rhymes, confuse niggas 
Like somebody try to gang-bang 
Wearin' a blue shirt and red pants, throwin' up
Who is it? The black nigga from the Compton
Fuckin wit dat nigga banks in the old town
Bitches be on my nutts 'cause I keeps the pen hot
You shoot
track off-the-rack kind of a track 
You forced to rap, remember that? It's that 
You know where I'm at, there go the gat 
Pass me a bat,
the news watch 
Still tryin to fill the void of Biggie and Tupac 
We on them avenues with the red and the blue tops 
Dudes hot to shoot cops from
by a different bunch hot little girls
Speed it up, and let a real niggas see what ya got lil' girl
Got lil' doe, got something to blow
You wanna get
I'm Tyler, Mr. Green Hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap
Fuck your blog opinion and your feedback
My self-respect I leave that, in the lost and found
that I wanted in my sleep
Cause when the dream get good, I get trampled by sheep
Nightmares, even when I'm walkin in day
I'm havin dreams that I'm runnin
the fan, and that nigga be your man 
And get caught red hand with a half a pelican 
What do you do? Don't stall 
Spring him and buy more 
It's the code
the fan, and that nigga be your man 
And get caught red hand with a half a pelican 
What do you do? Don't stall 
Spring him and buy more 
It's the code