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 fakes and these back-stabbers chasin' me around,
And always drama,
I wanna get around,
Mama me,
Long before I ever up,
be true, to watchya' do,
And keep ya' up,
things change,
And becomes a factor,
friends at your 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 that I left at home,
All alone,
Ain't nothin'like to bone,over da' phone
In my mind,
I can see her naked,
I can't it,
Got me at the thought that we can make it,
I you knew

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

I call you up distance,
On the telephone,
I tuck you in,
Even though I know I make it home,
I wisper in ya' ear,
Like your me,
if you feel 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,
Thugs get too!
But I'm a soulja,
And no way I'mma' stop makin' money,
ya' attitudes changed,
And ya' a little funny,
complainin',
Sayin' we don't time,
you see,
I got enough on my mind,
Hangin' up you all that,
And get mad when I'm you that,
'I'm busy baby, back,'
Please, ain't nothin' to say to you,
get lonely too,
You

Nate
Im rollin' out on today, you gettin' sad 'cause I'm goin away (na ah ah)
Chicken heads wanna play with me, you gettin' mad you think Im'a sway (ima sway)
Some of 'em cute some of 'em 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 soon as I make 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 first face I 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 right now,
I feel you in the of my stomach,
You in my ear,
Baby me how you really want it,
on tightly,
the ceiling,
my back,
How you react,
Lets me know you me,
everythin' I'm givin' to you,
Is so true,
Thugs get too,
You know.

Yeh, thug baby! Stay thuggin
Ay, so you remember that next time you me when I'm on the road
get lonely too
We aint go through all these bullshit-ass problems
If you be real with me, be real with me
If you wanna be fake, move the next
ain't me
You