You work your fuckin' employees
I got a Big Bang Theory, my hardcore committee
All out till we fall out, fuck the world
Let me show these motherfuckers that I don't care
Trippin' on the mission and my trigga finga itchin'
Affiliated with thousands walked out medallions
Bitch, fuck that, you bring fat rag, here's cheese
20 inches whippin', all we givin' hittin' switches
Livin' for whatever it cost's, crimp bosses
I'm back motherfucker, live broadcast
We gon' bounce and floss until the wheels fall off
Fuck it, tie my flag around my mouth
Stoned killers and gorillas want whatever you want
Fuck a middleman, my pistols am directly from Iran
Affiliated with thousands walked out medallions
Show my face with my rag on, let me throw my hood in the air
Bitch, I kill drama, shit get action packed
We gon' bounce and ball until the wheels fall off
I got a Big Bang Theory, my hardcore committee
DoggHouse style with the chucks and curls
And leave motherfuckers stripped to tank tops
Gang bang slang came and ain't gon' change
'Cause it's 'bout, you know, I want the fuckin' mansion pad
No remorse or second thoughts once the clip in the chrome
It's a symphony composed of killers and armed forces
We the gang, it's our thang to mash and maintain
My niggas watch the street, be it rain, snow or sleet
Chronic low ridin' bitches with silicon tities
I'm the type of bitch to pop a pill up in your drink
Affiliated with thousands walked out medallions
Us niggas gon' eat, makin' troops we creep
We gon' bounce and ball until the wheels fall off
Chest plates hit with gouges, sawed off, hauled off
Gon' rock and roll the streets and shake the whole city
All up in the trunk was the hidden contraband
Big time crime figure, niggas gettin' riches
We gon' bounce and floss until the wheels fall off
Blue rag on my face, blue rag in my left pocket
The kingpin, DoggHouse Records takin' over the shit in the '99
I'm goin' be flyin' through the hood, duckin', dodgin' the heat
I got a Big Bang Theory, my hardcore committee
Losin' the jeep, runnin' on feet, survivin' off
We rides on visitors and takes no prisoners
I got a Big Bang Theory, my hardcore committee
Chronic low ridin' bitches with silicon tities
The land money and gun in hand, operation quicksand
Let me put 'bout two in the air
I had to bless the head of a military man
It's the Big Bang Theory, yeah, check it out, bring it, yo
Handles all business and pay off the commissioner
Scat, takin' three to four to the back
Shake spots with bank nots, keep the thang cocked
I got a Big Bang Theory, my hardcore committee
Jumped into the back of the 4 door sedan
[Incomprehensible] rollin' crack, blow blocks in half
Pistols screamin', unleashin' pure fury
I got a Big Bang Theory, my hardcore committee
Gon' rock and roll the streets and shake the whole city
Ain't tryin' to put the mark of the beast on my hand
What, yeah, yeah, bangin' on you
So don't hate the fuckin' cheese that you earn
It's goin' down by the year 2 G
Gon' rock and roll the streets and shake the whole city
Gon' rock and roll the streets and shake the whole city
This is the zone, weak niggas covers get blown
When I jump out the black stealth bomber
Glass shattering, blastin', niggas scatterin'
I know what you look like, I know how you think
Don't fuck with Bossy off the glam
You know you get all excited like that
Rotate the fuckin' weed that you burn
Gon' rock and roll the streets and shake the whole city
Looking from a third eye, I spot the hidden cam
Positioned at your dome, one twitch and it's on
Stack it through them hoodlum back 'cause I like it like that
Gon' rock and roll the streets and shake the whole city
Smash, snatch the pockets and all the jewelry
Chronic low ridin' bitches with silicon tities
We gon' bounce and ball until the wheels fall off
Blast with somethin' and I breaks all the walls off
Twistin', flippin' chickens, stickin' victims if they slippin'
To heal that bitch sittin' on
