One dark night I need some ends
I got a spot cased out I`m breakin in
I gotta cutter that`ll cut thru ya window like butter
Suction cup window up
Now I`m on the inside lookin for some loot
38 special I don`t wanna have to shoot
I ain`t no young raw fresh recruit uhh
Steel tote boots black khaki suit
A real quick search and nobody`s home
just like I planned now I`m home alone
I hope ya don`t mind if I use tha phone
and fix me sometin to eat before I`m gone
I got the servant and the china, deuce-five and the 9
Rolex off the desk so I can tell the time
No one knows where the flow goes when the `dults crow
you better take some no doughs
Now I`m out tha back with a sack fulla goods
throw it in the truck, take it back to the hood
Let me be brief, I`m on the creep
I stole the sounds out`cha jeep, it takes a thief
Chorus:
Oh yeah! It takes a thief
Yeah yeah! It takes a thief
It takes a motherfuckin thief! It takes a thief
Keep both eyes open when you go to sleep
Oh yeah! It takes a thief
Yeah, yeah! It takes a thief
It takes a motherfuckin thief! It takes a thief
Keep ya hand on your gun when I`m on the creep
I need a lick real quick-like
My mind ain`t wrapped tight
I scale like Mike Tys so call this fright night
You don`t wanna see me comin down the street when I`m broke and it`s
dark
So run your motherfuckin pockets `fore they find your ass dead in the
park
Put your hands behind your head and interlock your fingers
No I ain`t the cops, I just want your rings
and your wallet and your watch and your fat gold chain
Don`t try nuttin strange or I`m blowin out`cha brains
I rob from the rich so I can get rich
I ain`t got shit so I take what I can get
I need my mail, my snaps, my dollars, my ends
my grip ain`t high enough so I`m robbin on my friends
Somebody out there`s out to get me
The smaller the nigga, the bigger the gat be
I don`t give a fuck about your pain and your grief
You shouldn`t of fell asleep, it takes a thief
Chorus x 1/2
There`s a buster on the West Side, I heard he gotta grip
and he`s outta town on business so I`m schemin on his shit
I heard he got kis and Gs and deeds
and guns and big trash bags full o` weed
I stole a brand new fresh shaft telephone van
so now I guess I`m the telephone man
The bathroom window ain`t got no alarm
I gotta skelton brick that works like a charm
It didn`t take long to find what I was lookin for
I was damned near finished when I heard a key in the door
I jumped in the closet and checked my clip
Pulled my ski mask down, I can`t believe this shit
I counted to five and the front door opened up
I counted three more and the front door was shut
I counted five more to give me some space
then I jumped out the closet and bucked him in the face
I loaded up the van in broad daylight
cos Looky Lou`s have their high beams on at night
I take the backstreets to avoid the heat
and never let em see me sweat, it takes a thief
Chorus
Outro:
Oh yeah!
Yeah yeah!
Hey yeah!
Just a reminder to let you know
there`s motherfuckers out there that want your shit
So you better watch out, better watch your back
Can`t be goin to sleep, protect your shit
Know what I`m sayin?
