Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, double, D O G, what, Mr. X to the Z, yeah and Kurupt The kingpin, DoggHouse Records takin' over the in the '99 What, yeah, yeah, on you It's the Big Theory, yeah, check it out, bring it, yo
I got a Big Bang Theory, my hardcore Gon' and roll the streets and shake the whole city Chronic low bitches with silicon tities We gon' bounce and until the wheels fall off
I got a Big Bang Theory, my committee Gon' rock and roll the streets and the whole city Affiliated with walked out medallions We gon' bounce and floss until the fall off
plates hit with gouges, sawed off, hauled off Blast somethin' and I breaks all the walls off Fuck it, tie my flag around my Blue rag on my face, blue rag in my pocket
Pistols screamin', unleashin' fury Smash, snatch the and all the jewelry shattering, blastin', niggas scatterin' Scat, takin' to four to the back
I'm motherfucker, live broadcast my face with my rag on, let me throw my hood in the air Let me put two in the air Let me show these motherfuckers that I don't It's a symphony composed of and armed forces Livin' for whatever it cost's, crimp
goin' down by the year 2 G I'm be flyin' through the hood, duckin', dodgin' the heat My niggas the street, be it rain, snow or sleet Us niggas eat, makin' troops we creep
Losin' the jeep, runnin' on feet, off The land and gun in hand, operation quicksand Ain't to put the mark of the beast on my hand I had to the head of a military man
Jumped the back of the 4 door sedan All up in the trunk was the hidden Fuck a middleman, my pistols am from Iran Looking from a eye, I spot the hidden cam I what you look like, I know how you think I'm the type of bitch to pop a pill up in your
I got a Big Theory, my hardcore committee Gon' and roll the streets and shake the whole city low ridin' bitches with silicon tities We bounce and ball until the wheels fall off
I got a Big Theory, my hardcore committee Gon' rock and the streets and shake the whole city with thousands walked out medallions We gon' bounce and floss the wheels fall off
Bitch, fuck that, you bring fat rag, cheese You your fuckin' employees You know you get all like that Stack it through them back 'cause I like it like that
Bitch, I kill drama, shit get packed I jump out the black stealth bomber 'Cause it's 'bout, you know, I want the mansion pad To heal bitch sittin' on
So don't hate the cheese that you earn Rotate the fuckin' weed that you Don't with Bossy off the glam [Incomprehensible] rollin' crack, blow in half
We rides on visitors and takes no Handles all business and pay off the Big crime figure, niggas gettin' riches 20 inches whippin', all we hittin' switches
Twistin', flippin' chickens, victims if they slippin' on the mission and my trigga finga itchin' Positioned at your dome, one twitch and on No remorse or second thoughts once the clip in the
This is the zone, weak covers get blown Stoned and gorillas want whatever you want Shake spots with nots, keep the thang cocked And leave motherfuckers to tank tops
We the gang, it's our thang to and maintain Gang bang slang came and ain't change All out till we out, fuck the world style with the chucks and curls
I got a Big Theory, my hardcore committee Gon' rock and the streets and shake the whole city Chronic low ridin' bitches silicon tities We gon' and ball until the wheels fall off
I got a Big Theory, my hardcore committee Gon' rock and roll the streets and shake the city Affiliated with walked out medallions We gon' and floss until the wheels fall off