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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 »


the chili...
Yes, we're called the Red...Hots...

On the city streets, I got the tunes in my pocket
I'll play the Chili Pepper so the public can rock
Excuse
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
You can hang out with the Red Hot Chili Peppers
You can lie to me and say it's not true
You can drive ol' Mike Ness down to Houston
Tell all
color is hot pink
I love that gangsta red

[TLC]
'Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me
And you ain't hot enough for me
And you ain't fly enough for
'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.
Gaye
    Strange Man Lyrics
    by Red Hot Chili Peppers
    This Kiss Lyrics
    by Carly Rae Jepsen
    Don't Make 'Em Like You Lyrics
    by
Coolio locc and I'm down ta blast
Peter Piper picked a paper, pick a pepper's and I jacked his ass
Motherfuckers curse me but they can't hurt me
When
(kick it)
Smashed through the Hood and we made that hot (yeah)
See the shit don't stop (stop) motherfuckers pop (pop)
Seven-deuce drop (drop) Coney air
Coolio locc and I'm down ta blast
Peter Piper picked a paper, pick a pepper's and I jacked his ass
Motherfuckers curse me but they can't hurt me
When
Cant understand some of these 
Rhymin' in circles
Now patriotic emcees
On bent knees 
By six degrees
Lord have mercy
Even the voice of god
Me 'n Weezy like a mouthful of hot peppers
Black Ferrari with the red seats
I call it playin checkers
I'm never doing verses
I'm forever giving
daughters all by herself, with no help
I think about a struggle and I find the strength in myself
These words, melt in my mouth
They hot, like the jail
When the cars ride by with the boomin' system
Two door Mustang and the roof was missing
Every girl at ya school had the new extensions
Even gangstas
a new height
We want to hear Flash cut the beat up,ain't that right
While Flash is choppin' the mix like an ax on the wood

(scratch)

You gotta dance
daughters all by herself, with no help
I think about a struggle and I find the strength in myself
These words, melt in my mouth
They hot, like the jail
much money bitch I can't stop rappin
8BWe some presidential players, with money by the layers
8BAin't nuthin you broke ass niggaz do that can fade us
TSI
don't stop rappin
[TS] I got too much money bitch I can't stop rappin
[MJ] I drive fast cars, eat lunch by lakes
[MJ] and meet a hundred different
Huddy Combs bring it home, we don't stop
Jimmy Jones all alone, we don't stop
Loon crime fam', we don't stop
Meeno, NRB, we don't stop
To my man
red noses
Wet bogies dipped in shit to stop bodies from decomposing
Cool, calm and collected
Keep my composure
All my business in black and white
gettin blown
That's just how we do it baby
Out here in brooklyn baby
Slick move
Cause can't nothin stop up but us
So we gettin ours baby
Nothin but
in nah!
Can't even tell you where I put my extra playa card
Cause them Red Dog police know we homeboys
Just tell everybody who owe us a dime
It's
sister up in... naaah! 

Can't even tell you where I put my extra playa card 
'Cause them Red Dog police know we homeboys 
Just tell everybody who us
[Verse 1]
Step in the club with my air force ones
In the back of my bub, I got air force dones
Full of that red, white, and blue I'm amped up
Fake
heart
Crooked like the Pentagon
Recka! Niggas get jumped like checkers
So what's the use if fuckin Salt if I can't fuck with Pepper
So check my rep,
it and how ya like it,

the nickatina roll dice - shoot craps, a brand new rap means a
Brand new gat, some rather sit around and snitch like rats,