Big Bang Theory
Tha Eastsidaz Lyrics
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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
I got a big bang theory my hardcore comittee
Gon rock and roll the streets and shake the whole city
(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
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
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
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
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
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
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
The lyrics to "Big Bang Theory" by Tha Eastsidaz are about the gang lifestyle and the violence and chaos that comes with it. The song talks about guns, violence, and drugs, all of which are common themes in gang culture. It is a proclamation of power, with the artists boasting about their hardcore committee shaking the whole city with their music.
The song also speaks to the loyalty and brotherhood that is inherent in gang culture. The artists talk about being affiliated with thousands and sending out medallions, highlighting their connections and the importance of loyalty within the gang. The lyrics suggest that they will not hesitate to resort to violence if necessary to protect what is theirs.
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, what
Introductory sounds of agreement and excitement
Snoop double, D O G, what, mr. X to the Z, yeah, and Kurupt
Introducing the artists featured on the track
The kingpin, DoggHouse Records takin over the shit in the '99
Boasting about the record label's success and dominance
What, yeah, uh huh, yeah, bangin on you, huh
Agreeing with oneself or hyping up the energy of the song
It's the big bang theory, yeah, check it out, bring it, yo
Introducing the title of the song, encouraging the listener to pay attention
I got a big bang theory my hardcore comittee
The singer has a bold plan and team of tough individuals
Gon rock and roll the streets and shake the whole city
The singer's plan involves taking over and causing chaos in the city
(we gon bounce and ball until the wheels fall off)
The team will keep going and partying until they can't anymore
I got a big bang theory my hardcore committee
Repeating the bold plan and team introduction
Affiliated with thousands sent out medallions
The team has many members and are recognized with symbols of recognition
(we gon bounce and floss until the wheels fall off
The team will continue to party and show off until they can't anymore
Chest plates hit with gauges, sawed off, hauled off
Weapons will be used to hurt people and get away quickly
Blast wit somethin and I breaks all the walls off
The strength of their weapons can break through walls
Fuck it, tie my flag around my mouth
Putting on a bandana as a symbol of loyalty and aggression
Blue rag on my face, blue rag in my left pocket
Wearing blue accessories as a symbol of gang membership
Pistols screamin, unleashin pure fury
Shooting guns to show off and cause chaos
Smash, snatch the pockets and all the jewelry
Robbing people of their valuable possessions
Glass shattering, blastin, niggas scatterin
The violence and noise is causing people to run away
Scat, takin three to four to the back
Being shot in the back and running away
I'm back motherfucker, live broadcast
Returning to the scene and boasting about it
Show my face, with my rag on, let me throw my hood in the air
Making themselves known as a member of a gang
Let me put 'bout two in the air
Shooting guns into the air to show aggression
Let me show these motherfuckers that I don't care
No fear or remorse for their actions
It's a symphony composed of killers and armed forces
The team is made up of dangerous and violent people
Livin for whatever it cost's, crimb bosses
Willing to do whatever it takes to be successful criminals
It's goin down by the year 2 G
Anticipating significant events in the near future
I'm goin be flyin through the hood, duckin, dodgin the heat
Navigating through the dangerous neighborhoods and avoiding police
My niggas watch the street, be it rain, snow, or sleet
The team always has someone on watch to ensure their safety
Us niggas gon eat, makin troops we creep
The team will continue to thrive and grow in power
Losin the jeep, runnin on feet, survivin off the land money and
Retreating and running away to survive, even if it means living off the land
Gun in hand, operation quicksand
Always armed and ready for trouble, taking over quickly
Aint tryin ta put the mark of the beast on my hand
Refusing to be labeled or tracked by the government or authorities
I had to bless the head of a military man
Killing someone in charge or in power over them
Jumped into the back of the 4 door sedan
Escaping quickly and discreetly in a car
All up in the trunk was the hidden contraband
Transporting illegal goods or drugs in the car
Fuck a middleman, my pistols aim directly from Iran
Not using intermediaries in their illegal dealings, and getting weapons from a hostile nation
Looking from a third eye, I spot the hidden cam
Being aware of surveillance and avoiding it
I know what you look like, I know how you think
Being able to identify and predict someone's actions
I'm the type of bitch to pop a pill up in your drink
Committing sexual assault through drugging someone
Bitch, fuck that, you bring fat rag, here's cheese
Demanding respect and payment for their services
You work your fuckin employees
Exploiting and controlling their workers
You know you get all excited like that
Teasing someone for their emotions
Stack it through them hoodlum back, cuz I like it like that, bitch
Making money through illegal means, and enjoying the danger and excitement of it
I kill drama, shit get action packed
Preferring to take action and resolve conflicts violently
When I jump out the black stealth bomber
Emerging suddenly and unexpectedly from the darkness
Cuz it's bout, you know, I want the fuckin mansion pad
Motivated by the desire for wealth and luxury
To heal that bitch sittin on
Buying a mansion to impress someone or to show off
So don't waste the fuckin cheese that you earn
Not wanting to let money go to waste or be lost
Rotate the fuckin weed that you burn
Recommending to evenly distribute drug use
Don't fuck with Bossy off the glam,
Be careful when dealing with the singer, who is rough and assertive
Rollin crack , blow blocks in half
Dealing drugs and causing destruction
We rides on visitors and takes no prisoners
They will attack anyone who is not from their neighborhood or gang
Handles all business and pay off the comissioner
Can handle their affairs and even pay off authorities if necessary
Big time crime figure niggas gettin riches
Becoming wealthy through organized crime
20 inches whippin all we givin hittin switches
Customizing cars with hydraulics and showing off
Twistin flippin chickens stickin victims if they slippin
Dealing drugs and harming those who try to escape or steal from them
Trippin, on the mission and my trigga finga itchin
Eager and ready to commit violence
Positioned at your dome, one twitch and it's on
Ready to attack and kill at any moment
No remorse or second thoughts once the clip and the chrome
No regrets or hesitation when using their weapons
This is the zone, weak niggas covers get blown
Their neighborhood or gang is their territory, and outsiders will not be tolerated
Stoned killers and gorillas want whatever you want
The team is violent and aggressive, wanting everything for themselves
Shake spots with bank nots, keep the thang cocked
Robbing places with a lot of money, and being ready to use guns
And leave motherfuckers stripped to tank tops
Robbing and humiliating the victim
We the gang, it's our thang to mash and maintain
The team is a gang, and their purpose is to stay strong and powerful
Gangbang slang came and aint gon change
Their gang slang and identity will always be the same
All out till we fall out, fuck the world
Will continue fighting and causing chaos until they can't anymore, and have no care for anyone else
DoggHouse style with the chucks and curls
Identifying with their record label through fashion and style
Lyrics © PINKYS PLAYHOUSE
Written by: ALVIN N JOINER, CALVIN BROADUS, RAYSHAWN SHERRER, RICARDO BROWN, TRACY LA MARR DAVIS, VINCE EDWARDS
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