Luyện nghe bài hát Thugs Get Lonely Too

Ha ha, ha ha
Yeh u
See, it ain't bein' me,
Life as a celebrity is than heavily,
I got these and these back-stabbers chasin' me around,
And it's drama,
Whevever I get around,
Mama me,
before I ever came up,
Gotta be true, to do,
And ya' game up,
'Cause change,
And jealousy a factor,
Best friends at your wifes tryin' to MAC HER!
I'm on tour,
But they 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' every breath,
I pray to God that the that I left at home,
All alone,
Ain't tryin' to bone,over da' phone
In my mind,
I can see her naked,
I can't it,
Got me shakin' at the thought we can make it,
I thought you

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

I call you up distance,
On the telephone,
I wanna you in,
Even though I know I can't it home,
I things in ya' ear,
your 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' stop money,
ya' attitudes changed,
And ya' a little funny,
complainin',
Sayin' we spend time,
you see,
I got enough on my mind,
up like you all that,
And get mad I'm tell you that,
'I'm busy baby, back,'
Please, ain't left to say to you,
get lonely too,
You

Nate
Im rollin' out on tour today, you gettin' sad I'm goin away (na ah ah)
Chicken heads wanna play with me, you 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 gettin' lonely for you, I'm comin' home as I make this pay (make this pay)

I sit in my room, drinkin',
a dare,
Talkin out to ya',
ya' there,
Take ya' out my back pocket,
Man on,
You the face I wanna see,
I get home,
I wanna love you the sun rise,
Buckwild,
Touchin' wall 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 you in the middle 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 you feel me,
everythin' I'm givin' to you,
Is so true,
Thugs get too,
You know.

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