Big Bang Theory Lyrics - Xzibit

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 shit 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 hardcore comittee 

Gon rock and roll the streets and shake the whole city 

Chronic low ridin bitches with silicon tities 

(we gon bounce and 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 sent out medallions 

(we gon bounce and floss until the wheels fall off 

[kurupt] 

Chest plates hit with gauges, sawed off, hauled off 

Blast wit somethin and I breaks all the walls 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 the pockets and all the jewelry 

Glass shattering, blastin, niggas scatterin 

Scat, takin 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 

Let me put 'bout two in the air 

Let me show these motherfuckers that I don't care 

It's a symphony composed of killers and armed forces 

Livin for whatever it cost's, crimb bosses 

[pinky] 

It's goin down by the year 2 g 

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

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

Us niggas 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 

Fuck 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 bitch to pop a pill up in your drink 

Hook 

[cpo] 

Bitch, fuck that, you bring fat rag, here's cheese 

You work your fuckin employees 

You know you get all excited like that 

Stack it through them hoodlum back, 'cause I like it like that, bitch 

I kill drama, shit get action packed 

When I jump out the black stealth bomber 

'cause it's bout, you know, I want the fuckin mansion pad 

To heal that bitch sittin on 

So don't waste the fuckin cheese that you earn 

Rotate the fuckin weed that you burn 

Don't fuck 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 niggas 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 niggas covers get blown 

Stoned killers and gorillas want whatever you want 

Shake spots with bank nots, keep the thang cocked 

And leave motherfuckers stripped to tank tops 

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

Gangbang slang came and ain't gon change 

All out till we fall out, fuck the world 

Dogghouse style with the chucks and curls 

Hook