Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, double, D O G, what, Mr. X to the Z, yeah and Kurupt The kingpin, DoggHouse takin' over the shit in the '99 What, yeah, yeah, on you the Big Bang Theory, yeah, check it out, bring it, yo
I got a Big Bang Theory, my hardcore Gon' rock and roll the streets and the whole city Chronic low ridin' bitches with tities We gon' bounce and ball the wheels fall off
I got a Big Bang Theory, my hardcore Gon' rock and roll the streets and the whole city Affiliated with thousands walked out We gon' bounce and floss until the wheels off
Chest hit with gouges, sawed off, hauled off Blast somethin' and I breaks all the walls off Fuck it, tie my flag around my rag on my face, blue rag in my left pocket
Pistols screamin', unleashin' fury Smash, snatch the pockets and all the Glass shattering, blastin', niggas 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 a symphony composed of killers and armed forces Livin' for it cost's, crimp bosses
goin' down by the year 2 G I'm goin' be flyin' through the hood, duckin', dodgin' the My watch the street, be it rain, snow or sleet Us niggas gon' eat, makin' troops we
the jeep, runnin' on feet, survivin' off The land money and gun in hand, quicksand tryin' to put the mark of the beast on my hand I had to bless the of a military man
Jumped into the back of the 4 sedan All up in the was the hidden contraband Fuck a middleman, my pistols am from Iran Looking from a eye, I spot the hidden cam I know you look like, I know 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 whole Chronic low ridin' bitches silicon tities We gon' bounce and ball until the wheels 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 the wheels fall off
Bitch, fuck that, you bring fat rag, cheese You work fuckin' employees You know you get all excited 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 want the mansion pad To heal that sittin' on
So don't hate the fuckin' cheese that you the fuckin' weed that you burn Don't with Bossy off the glam [Incomprehensible] crack, blow blocks in half
We rides on visitors and takes no Handles all business and pay off the Big time crime figure, niggas gettin' 20 inches whippin', all we givin' switches
Twistin', flippin' chickens, stickin' if they slippin' Trippin' on the and my trigga finga itchin' Positioned at dome, one twitch and it's on No remorse or second thoughts once the clip in the
This is the zone, weak niggas covers get Stoned killers and gorillas whatever you want Shake spots bank nots, keep the thang cocked And leave motherfuckers stripped to tank
We the gang, it's our to mash and maintain Gang bang slang and ain't gon' change All out till we fall out, the world DoggHouse style with the and curls
I got a Big Theory, my hardcore committee Gon' rock and the streets and shake the whole city Chronic low ridin' bitches with tities We bounce and ball until the wheels fall off
I got a Big Bang Theory, my committee Gon' rock and roll the streets and shake the city Affiliated thousands walked out medallions We gon' bounce and floss the wheels fall off