Luyện nghe bài hát Thugs Get Lonely Too

Ha ha, ha ha
Yeh u
See, it easy bein' me,
as a celebrity is less than heavily,
I got these fakes and these back-stabbers me around,
And it's drama,
I wanna get around,
Mama me,
Long before I came up,
Gotta be true, to do,
And keep ya' up,
things change,
And becomes a factor,
Best friends at wifes house tryin' to MAC HER!
I'm on tour,
But still keep on knockin' at my door,
And I got no to worry,
I'm wantin' more,
day is a test, yes,
I try hard,
But I'm strugg-a-lin' with breath,
I pray to God that the woman that I at home,
All alone,
nothin'like tryin' to bone,over da' phone
In my mind,
I can see her naked,
I take it,
Got me at the thought that we can make it,
I you knew

Nate
Im rollin' out on tour today, you gettin' sad 'cause I'm goin (na ah ah)
Chicken heads wanna play with me, you gettin' mad you think Im'a sway(im'a sway)
Some of 'em cute of 'em fine, I hear 'em scream soon az i hit tha stage (na ah ah)
I be gettin' lonely for you, I'm comin' home soon as I make this pay (make this pay)

I call you up distance,
On the telephone,
I wanna you in,
Even I know I can't make it home,
I things in ya' ear,
Like near me,
Wonder if you me,
far away,
Or can you me,
It to me,
ya' jealous,
'Cause I'm hustlin' and money,
the fellas',
In the streets,
Tryin' to me,
Baby UP,
get lonely too!
But I'm a soulja,
And theres no way I'mma' makin' money,
'Cause ya' changed,
And ya' actin' a funny,
complainin',
Sayin' we spend time,
you see,
I got stress on my mind,
Hangin' up you all that,
And get mad when I'm you that,
busy baby, call back,'
Please, nothin' left to say to you,
Thugs get too,
You

Nate
Im rollin' out on tour today, you gettin' sad 'cause I'm away (na ah ah)
Chicken heads play with me, you gettin' mad 'cause you think Im'a sway (ima sway)
Some of 'em some of 'em fine as fuck, I hear 'em scream soon az i hit tha stage (na ah ah)
Still I be lonely for you, I'm comin' home soon as I make this pay (make this pay)

I sit in my room, drinkin',
a dare,
Talkin out to ya',
ya' there,
Take ya' picture out my pocket,
Man on,
You the face I wanna see,
I get home,
I love you 'till the sun rise,
Buckwild,
Touchin' every in the house,
style,
Put ya' on the head-board,
of me,
Drippin' on top of you,
of scenes in yo' head,
That I'm love,
So turn the down,
'n relax,
'Cause baby now,
I feel you in the of my stomach,
You in my ear,
Baby tell me how you really it,
on tightly,
the ceiling,
my back,
How you react,
Lets me know you me,
'Cause I'm givin' to you,
Is so true,
Thugs get too,
You know.

Yeh, thug life baby! Stay
Ay, so you remember that next time you sweatin me when I'm on the
Thugs get too
We aint gotta go all these bullshit-ass problems
If you be real with me, be real with me
If you wanna be fake, move onto the
That me
You