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