Everytime I think about it I still can't understand what you make these niggas think they don't need a plan. Cause if you don't have plan then tell me what you get. The old get rich quik scheme a buster ass rock. Niggaz be punking cut lce. Dying over nothing. It's the ghettoish doc with another loccan potion. Hickery, dickery, theivery, trickery, poverty, missery, thievs through meanity, Homicids, robbery, grand that, burglary, percury, emergency, surgery. APE they look'n for a G. You ran through a field, hopped a fence and climbed a tree. 911 here they come come. Nigga with a gun. Now your ass is done. Ain't no where to hide, ain't no where to run cause the helicopter lights as bright as the sun.
Bright as the sun. Bright as the sun. The helicopter light as bright as the sun. Bright as the sun. Bright as the sun. The helicopter light as bright as the sun.
It seems nowadays just to get some respect you got to role a Lexus, and collect a fat check. Or come around the corner on three hop'n. Black'n up the street floss'n mac on your G's. And everybody saying you the man loc. Never broke, and high off that primo smoke. Sipping Hennecy, rolling in the rag top chevy 63 the P.I.M.P.. On top of the game but now you getting lame cause the Yahk weed and is playing tricks on your brain. You look'n for a way cut. Before you game play cut. Cause once your game play cut you lose all Your clize out. Late one night you was roll'n down the black. With a half a pint of Yahk, and a $20.00 rock. One time get behind you and they told you to stop but you keep roll'n cause you said you want dope. Out like a sucker. You dumb mutha fucka. Now the chase is on, and here goes the song. How in the hell do you think you can run when the helicopter lights as bright as the sun.
Bright as the sun. Bright as the sun. The helicopter light as bright as the sun. Bright as the sun. Bright as the sun. The helicopter light as bright as the sun.
Look down since the 80 situation number 3 uh, nigga is ralease from the penitentiary. Fools better recognize and visualise. Don't be surprised you better realize. They got a plan for your ass. A guage for the men. So if you roll'n 30 then you better have a stash. Spot in your hoopty, and know the whoopty today. When the whoop doo rock is done you'll see to don't know the new game. Cause the new game ain't a true game, but he better catch up quick bacause the old game is game. Nine in his wast thats the new game, loc, cause you ain't need'n then you might get smoked. He was walking down the street. Mind his business, just happy to be free. And what do we see? From the corner of his eye here come one time. Some off beat dad, like they set fire to his ass. Cause if he get caught its strike number 3, and this might be his last day on the street. I bet you next time you'll listen when I tell you son that the helicopter lights as bright as the sun.
Bright as the sun. Bright as the sun. The helicopter light as bright as the sun. Bright as the sun. Bright as the sun. The helicopter light as bright as the sun.
