I got a spot cased out Im breakin in
I gotta cutter thatll cut thru ya window like butter
Suction cup, window up
Now Im on the inside lookin for some loot
38 special I dont wanna have to shoot
I aint no young, raw fresh recruit, uhh
Steel tote boots, black khaki suit
A real quick search and nobodys home
Just like I planned, now Im home alone
I hope ya dont mind if I use tha phone
And fix me sometin to eat before Im 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 Im out tha back with a sack fulla goods
Throw it in the truck, take it back to the hood
Let me be brief, Im on the creep
I stole the sounds outcha 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 Im on the creep
I need a lick real quick-like
My mind aint wrapped tight
I scale like mike tys so call this fright night
You dont wanna see me comin down the street when Im broke and its 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 aint the cops, I just want your rings
And your wallet and your watch and your fat gold chain
Dont try nuttin strange or Im blowin outcha brains
I rob from the rich so I can get rich
I aint got shit so I take what I can get
I need my mail, my snaps, my dollars, my ends
My grip aint high enough so Im robbin on my friends
Somebody out theres out to get me
The smaller the nigga, the bigger the gat be
I dont give a fuck about your pain and your grief
You shouldnt of fell asleep, it takes a thief
Chorus x 1/2
Theres a buster on the west side, I heard he gotta grip
And hes outta town on business so Im 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 Im the telephone man
The bathroom window aint got no alarm
I gotta skelton brick that works like a charm
It didnt 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 cant 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 lous 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
Theres motherfuckers out there that want your shit
So you better watch out, better watch your back
Cant be goin to sleep, protect your shit
Know what Im sayin?