Big Bang Theory

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, what?

Snoop double

D-O-G, what?

Mister X to the Z, yeah

And Kurupt

The kingpin Dogghouse Records

Taking over this shit in the nine-nine, what?

Yeah, uh-huh, yeah

Uh-huh (Bangin' on you, ugh)

It's the Big Bang Theory

Yeah, check it out

Bring it

Yo, I gotta Big Bang theory, my hardcore committee

Gon' rock and roll the streets, and shake the whole city

Chronic, low ridin' bitches with silicone titties

(We gon' bounce the ball until the wheels fall off)

I got a Big Bang theory, my hardcore committee

Gon' rock and roll the streets, and shake the whole city

Affiliated with thousands, rocked out medallions

(We gon' bounce and floss until the wheels fall off)

Chest plates hit with gauges, sawed off, hauled off (Hauled off)

Blast with somethin' and knock bricks on the wall off (Wall off)

Fuck it, tie my flag around my mouth

Blue rag on my face, blue rag in my left pocket

Pistols screamin', unleashin' pure fury

Smash, snatch they pockets and all the jewelry

(Gimmie all that shit, ****)

Glass shatterin', blastin', **** scaterin'

Scat, taking three to four to the back

I'm back, motherfucker, live broadcast

Show my face, with my rag on

Let me throw my hood in the air (Yeah, ****)

Let me put about two in the air (Yeah)

Let me show these motherfuckers that I don't care

It's a symphony, composed of killas and armed forces

Livin' for whatever it cost's, crime bosses

It's goin' down by the year two-G

I'm gon' be flyin' through the hood, duckin', dodgin' the heat

My **** watch the street, be it rain, snow or sleet

Us **** gon' eat, makin' troops retreat

Losin' the Jeep, runnin' on feet, survivin' off the land

Money and gun in hand, operation quicksand

Ain't tryna put the mark of the Beast on my hand

I had to bless the head of a military man

Jumped into the back of the four door sedan

All up in the trunk was the hidden contraband

Fuck a middleman, my pistols aim directly from Iran

Lookin' from my third eye, I spot the hidden cam

I know what ya look like, I know how you think

I'm the type of bitch to pop a pill up in ya drink

(Yeah, check it out)

(Bring it)

Yo, I gotta Big Bang theory, my hardcore committee

Gon' rock and roll the streets, and shake the whole city

Chronic, low ridin' bitches with silicone titties

(We gon' bounce the ball until the wheels fall off)

I got a Big Bang theory, my hardcore committee

Gon' rock and roll the streets, and shake the whole city

Affiliated with thousands, rocked out medallions

(We gon' bounce and floss until the wheels fall off)

Bitch, fuck that (Fuck it)

Then bring fat rat his cheese

You work your fuckin' employees

You know you get a ho excited like that

Stack it to the Moon and back, 'cause I like it like that, bitch

I kill drama

Shit get actioned packed when I jump out the black stealth bomber

'Cause, it's 'bout gettin' on

I want the fuckin' mansion and

The hill that bitch sittin' on

So, donate the fuckin' cheese that you're earnin'

Rotate the fuckin' weed that you're burnin' (Motherfucker)

Don't fuck with Bossy off the grab

Throat, bad little rollin' crack whole blocks in half, ****

We rides on visitors and takes no prisoners

Handles our business and pay off the commissioner

Big time crime figure **** gettin' riches

Twenty inches whippin', know we dippin' hittin' switches

Twistin' flippin' chickens, stickin' victims if they slippin'

Trippin'

On a mission and my trigger finger itchin'

Positioned at your dome, one twitch and it's on

No remorse or second thoughts, once the clip in the chrome

This is the zone, weak **** covers get blown

Stone killas and guerrillas want whatever you want

Shake spots with bank knots

Keep the thang cocked

And leave motherfuckers stripped to tank tops

We the gang, it's our thang to mash and maintain

Gangbang, slanged 'caine and ain't gon' change

All out, till we fall out, fuck the world

DoggHouse style with the chucks and curls

Straight bang

Yo, I gotta Big Bang theory, my hardcore committee

Gon' rock and roll the streets, and shake the whole city

Chronic, low ridin' bitches with silicone titties

(We gon' bounce the ball until the wheels fall off)

I got a Big Bang theory, my hardcore committee

Gon' rock and roll the streets, and shake the whole city

Affiliated with thousands, rocked out medallions

(We gon' bounce and floss until the wheels fall off)