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Intro:
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
double, d o g, what, mr. x to the z, yeah, and kurupt
The kingpin, records takin over the shit in the '99
What, yeah, uh huh, yeah, on you, huh
It's the big theory, yeah, check it out, bring it, yo

xzibit
I got a big bang my hardcore comittee
Gon rock and roll the streets and shake the city
Chronic low ridin bitches with tities
(we gon bounce and ball until the fall off)
I got a big bang theory my committee
Gon rock and the streets and shake the whole city
with thousands sent out medallions
(we gon bounce and until the wheels fall off

Chest plates hit gauges, sawed off, hauled off
Blast wit somethin and I all the walls off
Fuck it, tie my flag my mouth
Blue rag on my face, blue rag in my pocket
Pistols screamin, unleashin fury
Smash, snatch the pockets and all the
Glass shattering, blastin, scatterin
Scat, three to four to the back
I'm motherfucker, live broadcast
Show my face, with my rag on, let me throw my in the air
Let me put two in the air
Let me show these motherfuckers I don't care
It's a symphony composed of and armed forces
Livin for it cost's, crimb bosses

It's 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 gon eat, troops we creep
Losin the jeep, on feet, survivin off the land money and
Gun in hand, operation
Aint ta 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 aim directly from
Looking a third eye, I spot the hidden cam
I know what you look like, I how you think
I'm the of bitch to pop a pill up in your drink

Bitch, that, you bring fat rag, here's cheese
You your fuckin employees
You know you get all excited that
Stack it through them hoodlum back, 'cause I it like that, bitch
I drama, shit get action packed
When I jump out the stealth bomber
'cause it's bout, you know, I want the fuckin pad
To heal that sittin on
So waste the fuckin cheese that you earn
Rotate the weed that you burn
fuck with bossy off the glam,
Rollin crack , blocks in half

[tray
We rides on and takes no prisoners
all business and pay off the comissioner
Big time crime niggas gettin riches
20 inches whippin all we givin hittin
flippin chickens stickin victims if they slippin
Trippin, on the mission and my trigga itchin
Positioned at your dome, one twitch and on
No remorse or second once the clip and the chrome
This is the zone, niggas covers get blown
Stoned killers and want whatever you want
Shake spots with bank nots, keep the cocked
And leave stripped to tank tops
We the gang, our thang to mash and maintain
Gangbang slang came and ain't gon
All out till we out, fuck the world
Dogghouse style with the chucks and