Big Bang Theory - Tha Eastsidaz feat Xzibit, Kurupt, CPO, Pinky

Intro: Xzibit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, what
Snoop double, D O G, what, mr. X to the Z, yeah, and Kurupt
The kingpin, DoggHouse Records takin over the sh_t in the '99
What, yeah, uh huh, yeah, bangin on you, huh
It's the big bang theory, yeah, check it out, bring it, yo

HOOK: Xzibit
I got a big bang theory my h_rdcore comittee
Gon rock and roll the streets and shake the whole city
Chronic low ridin b_tches with silicon tities
(we gon bounce and ball until the wheels fall off)
I got a big bang theory my h_rdcore committee
Gon rock and roll the streets and shake the whole city
Affiliated with thousands sent out medallions
(we gon bounce and floss until the wheels fall off

Chest plates hit with gauges, sawed off, hauled off
Blast wit somethin and I breaks all the walls off
F_ck 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 the pockets and all the jewelry
Glass shattering, blastin, n_ggas scatterin
Scat, takin three to four to the back
I'm back motherf_cker, live broadcast
Show my face, with my rag on, let me throw my hood in the air
Let me put 'bout two in the air
Let me show these motherf_ckers that I don't care
It's a symphony composed of killers and armed forces
Livin for whatever it cost's, crimb bosses

It's goin down by the year 2 G
I'm goin be flyin through the hood, duckin, dodgin the heat
My n_ggas watch the street, be it rain, snow, or sleet
Us n_ggas gon eat, makin troops we creep
Losin the jeep, runnin on feet, survivin off the land money and
Gun in hand, operation quicksand
Aint tryin ta 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 4 door sedan
All up in the trunk was the hidden contraband
F_ck a middleman, my pistols aim directly from Iran
Looking from a third eye, I spot the hidden cam
I know what you look like, I know how you think
I'm the type of b_tch to pop a pill up in your drink


B_tch, f_ck that, you bring fat rag, here's cheese
You work your f_ckin employees
You know you get all excited like that
Stack it through them hoodlum back, cuz I like it like that, b_tch
I kill drama, sh_t get action packed
When I jump out the black stealth bomber
Cuz it's bout, you know, I want the f_ckin mansion pad
To heal that b_tch sittin on
So don't waste the f_ckin cheese that you earn
Rotate the f_ckin weed that you burn
Don't f_ck with Bossy off the glam,
Rollin crack , blow blocks in half

[Tray Deee]
We rides on visitors and takes no prisoners
Handles all business and pay off the comissioner
Big time crime figure n_ggas gettin riches
20 inches whippin all we givin hittin switches
Twistin flippin chickens stickin victims if they slippin
Trippin, on the mission and my trigga finga itchin
Positioned at your dome, one twitch and it's on
No remorse or second thoughts once the clip and the chrome
This is the zone, weak n_ggas covers get blown
Stoned killers and gorillas want whatever you want
Shake spots with bank nots, keep the thang cocked
And leave motherf_ckers stripped to tank tops
We the gang, it's our thang to mash and maintain
Gangbang slang came and aint gon change
All out till we fall out, f_ck the world
DoggHouse style with the chucks and curls


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