One dark night i need some ends
I got a spot cased out iand'm breakin in
I gotta cutter thatand'll cut thru ya window like butter
Suction cup window up
Now iand'm on the inside lookin for some loot
38 special i donand't wanna have to shoot
I ainand't no young raw fresh recruit uhh
Steel toe boots black khaki suit
A real quick search and nobodyand's home
Just like i planned now iand'm home alone
I hope ya donand't mind if i use tha phone
And fix me sometin to eat before iand'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 and'dults crow
You better take some no doze
Now iand'm out tha back with a sack fulla goods
Throw it in the truck, take it back to the hood
Let me be brief, iand'm on the creep
I stole the sounds outand'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 iand'm on the creep
I need a lick real quick-like
My mind ainand't wrapped tight
I scale like mike tys so call this fright night
You donand't wanna see me comin down the street when iand'm broke and itand's
Dark
So run your motherfuckin pockets and'fore they find your ass dead in the
Park
Put your hands behind your head and interlock your fingers
No i ainand't the cops, i just want your rings
And your wallet and your watch and your fat gold chain
Donand't try nuttin strange or iand'm blowin outand'cha brains
I rob from the rich so i can get rich
I ainand't got shit so i take what i can get
I need my mail, my snaps, my dollars, my ends
My grip ainand't high enough so iand'm robbin on my friends
Somebody out thereand's out to get me
The smaller the nigga, the bigger the gat be
I donand't give a fuck about your pain and your grief
You shouldnand't of fell asleep, it takes a thief
Chorus x 1/2
Thereand's a buster on the west side, i heard he gotta grip
And heand's outta town on business so iand'm schemin on his shit
I heard he got kis and gs and deeds
And guns and big trash bags full oand' weed
I stole a brand new fresh shaft telephone van
So now i guess iand'm the telephone man
The bathroom window ainand't got no alarm
I gotta skelton brick that works like a charm
It didnand'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 canand'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 louand'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
Thereand's motherfuckers out there that want your shit
So you better watch out, better watch your back
Canand't be goin to sleep, protect your shit
Know what iand'm sayin?
