Pissed Off

Please don't get me pissed off Hhmhhmm Pockets was on pup now I'm big dog Hhmmhmm Real right that's double R like Rick Ross Hmmhmm Please don't pick with me You'll get picked off Guru, dripiano they just call me three Got that energy amputated be feeling me Every shot I'm shooting I'm Duncan no Timothy Call me himothy, huh leaving memories CCBYthree on me, on the daily very limited Put that shit on, mortal kombat finish'em Type of shit next day remember but ain't no mimicking Reflection be neglecting huh Telling you can't mirror him Only one of me Alter egos Guru Mookie and the number three I ain't got no kids but these niggas be sons of me I'm the finish line so you Could never Front on me Life is marathon huh We don't dothe race (Wat else) Need the bluest face Pockets boota weight Wyd today Made a couple zeros went to stuff them in the safe Please don't get me pissed off Hhmhhmm Pockets was on pup now I'm big dog Hhmmhmm Real right that's double R like Rick Ross Hmmhmm Please don't pick with me You'll get picked off Hmmhmm Hmmhmm Hmmhmm