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coolio - it takes a thief (lp mix) lyrics

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 b-tter
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 n0body’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 motherf-ckin 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 motherf-ckin thief! it takes a thief
keep ya hand on your gun when i’m on the creep

i need a l!ck 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 motherf-ckin pockets ‘fore they find your -ss 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 sh-t 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 n-gga, the bigger the gat be
i don’t give a f-ck 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 sh-t
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 d-mned 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 sh-t
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 sp-ce
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

oh yeah!
yeah yeah!
hey yeah!
just a reminder to let you know
there’s motherf-ckers out there that want your sh-t
so you better watch out, better watch your back
can’t be goin to sleep, protect your sh-t
know what i’m sayin?

- coolio lyrics

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