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Inferno protector By: Lil’ Deshawn
- Lyrics: Yeah, Yeah what up to my niggas in the game was I’m the Deadly Reaper of Fire. then Ya aint no snitch like sum This Hood why Ya play these games for Grown folks and Yo Brotha going to tell Yo Homie Boys bout me. were I give Darn what you saying gon’ head tell those worthless Niggas but I aint not scared of Ya and am the Prince of Fire Ya can’t be trust round me if Ya mess with me til’ I gon’ light Yo a__ up like Freaky Jack lantern.
- Chorus: I got fire it too Hot for You but Yo’ Shorty can’t handle these Flames, I got fire it’s too Hot for You but Shorty can’t handle these Flames t, we got that fire it’s too Hot for you but Yo’ Shorty can’t handle these Flames, Great Balls of Fire, and Fire.Fire.
- Verse1: Then I look round with Dat Burning Desire in my eyes to burn everything in my path. were am only one Dat were Ya spend it all on Aka’s and Tommie guns aint Dat Tough without it Yo Brotha comes to me with please me to help til’ I eager hear the call of young teens all over. Then am the Trooper of the west Coast to this inside out and no rhymes jus my mad skills. Were I’m the protector from Young Money til’ I had no time wasted with bunch Whish Dough Crackers.
- Chorus: I got fire it too Hot for You but Yo’ Shorty can’t handle these Flames, I got fire it’s too Hot for You but Shorty can’t handle these Flames t, we got that fire it’s too Hot for you but Yo’ Shorty can’t handle these Flames, Great Balls of Fire, and Fire.Fire.
- Verse2: then Yo Whish Punks lurking with ya aint no stealers like duo of convicts’ from Dat last jail riot two months ago. were am reachin’ out to all best Rappers Ya aint shouldn’t turn back on me like Michael Myers were am aint play with no Raw cops not round here and Yo Friends run away so Darn afraid like they seem saw a darn ghost. were I brought back to alive from my Homie boy’s n Shorty’s and am act like a serial Killa from Dat disgust Movie Halloween 3 if Ya aint careful I gon’ getcha.
- Chorus: I got fire it too Hot for You but Yo’ Shorty can’t handle these Flames ,I got fire it’s too Hot for You but Shorty can’t handle these Flames t, We got that fire it’s too Hot for you but Yo’ Shorty can’t handle these Flames, Great Balls of Fire, Fire..Fire.
- Verse3: then Ya aint hustle with these Whish dough suppliers’ and am the commando of Westside. were am aint act like Vicious wolverine Gon’ for Hunt iz on my Niggas and I gotta get my hustle on. basically saying if have to do wat I gotta do to make me sum money. Were Yo Principle calls ya to Office for sum mess Dat Ya have done and Am the Instructor wat am saying School iz now in Session Niggas.
- Verse4: then Ya aint scared judge against to great one as me. Were Yo Brothaz looks at ya so scare Dat Ya beaten’ on Cops and am the life size money soldier from the Hood. Then am walkin’ down two Dat Alleys of Fire and Ya aint are intrude on my property wat am saying get the f off my property. We’re til’ I knock Yo Teeth out with this uppercut and Ya’ll aint thugs like Ruff Ryder’s were I aint can be bombastic Dat This Track.
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