Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song It Takes a Thief , by - Coolio. Song from the album This Is Coolio, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 04.10.2018
Record label: In The
Song language: English
It Takes a Thief |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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? |