[CPO, Kurupt, Pinky, 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, cuz I like it like that, bitch  I kill drama, shit get action packed  When I jump out the black stealth bomber  Cuz 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 aint gon change  All out till we fall out, fuck the world  DoggHouse style with the chucks and curls    HOOK