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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]
Gaye
    Strange Man Lyrics
    by Red Hot Chili Peppers
    This Kiss Lyrics
    by Carly Rae Jepsen
    Don't Make 'Em Like You Lyrics
    by
'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.
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
then when my Papa he jus saw a Roach
He dropped his Red Hot Chilli Peppers and then he ran home
And jus went and called up John the Mayor on the phone
crazy's alright

There's nothin' wrong with a little excitement
No, it makes me forget about work
‘cause I live by the rule, that everything's cool
world unmarked, smiles combed to horror
For all them days when it rains
And it feels like thangs ain't gettin' no better for me
Nobody loves me
respect lil nigga feel me
I'm a soldier 5'11 from magnolia
Look, don't talk I'll show ya
You with yo boys look I'm by myself
You talkin noise look that's
Slumped over saying "Lord, please have mercy"
Or play the G, now we made hot flames burst me
Queens veteran, dressed like tennis men
Back block medicine,
and punkin' monkeys
Don't nobody live with my mama but a bunch of junkies
Throw me the donkey, bitch I ride glaze on the haze
gator green Chevy, gator gut,
doubt
[redman] aiyyo watch yo mouth!

[redman] aiyyo, one two three four five six seven
Blaze the hot
[ll cool j] trizack that sound like heaven
Seven six
'86
Let me give an example of some ol' MURS shit
My sect of mid-city is livin' on the edge
'cause there's four gangs at war and none of them wear red
when I'm not sincere
Come sit on my lap you're a hot mess, dear
Your face kinda resembles a lochness, weird
I can tell by the easiest smell that's all
run out of my fifteen minutes than have life
Pass me by and I forget to live it
But, that doesn't mean retirement
But I don't like who I am in this
like he's been fighting an energy
Half telling me nobody true when they pretend to be that
So closer than friends, that's where I keep my enemy
nobody live with my mom but a bunch of junkies
Throw me the donkey, bitch I ride glaze on the haze
Gator green Chevy, gator gut, alligator J's
whoopin', is bein' dealt 
Like hot peas and butter nigga, I got the belt 
What the deal huh? Swing low, sweet chariot 
I walk the Underground Railroad,
then I pull off a heist 
Put it together, double it twice,this shit is my life 
Catch me wit a 45, hot pair of Nikes 
And three red dice, like, give
round every night, ran the streets like a red light
You couldn't tell me nothin, I was (too damn hype)
Lack of a mad trap and constantly stackin
banana, dumpin' and punkin' monkeys
Don't nobody live with my mama but a bunch of junkies
Throw me the donkey, bitch, I ride glaze on the haze
Gator
change 
But Adam, the white man would stare strange 
So the black man got fed up 
Cause wasn't nobody feedin' him and feedin' him 
And took red by his
rhymes is red hot, 2010 degrees
Anti Freeze, get these trees count the cheese
Take off them stone wild sleaves, let me breath
I'm boom bakin over seas,
you live on the twelve-hundred block on Tecnuiqe 

By tha studio apartments, right off 70 street 

She said ya, How do you know that? 

I said you
his
I need a lot more to live
You got to get the king before the kid
How you think a bitch like me afford to live motherfucker?

That's a bad bitch,