Luyện nghe bài hát Thugs Get Lonely Too

Ha ha, ha ha
Yeh u
See, it ain't easy me,
as a celebrity is less than heavily,
I got fakes and these back-stabbers chasin' me around,
And always drama,
Whevever I get around,
told me,
Long I ever came up,
Gotta be true, to do,
And ya' game up,
'Cause change,
And becomes a factor,
Best friends at your wifes house 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,
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 that we can it,
I you knew

Nate
Im rollin' out on tour today, you gettin' sad 'cause I'm away (na ah ah)
Chicken heads wanna with me, you gettin' mad 'cause 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)
Still I be gettin' lonely for you, I'm comin' soon as I make this pay (make this pay)

I you up long distance,
On the telephone,
I wanna you in,
Even though I know I make it home,
I things in ya' ear,
Like your me,
Wonder if you me,
far away,
Or can you me,
It to me,
ya' jealous,
'Cause I'm and makin' money,
the fellas',
In the streets,
Tryin' to me,
HOLD UP,
Thugs get too!
But I'm a soulja,
And theres no way I'mma' makin' money,
ya' attitudes changed,
And ya' a little funny,
complainin',
Sayin' we don't time,
you see,
I got stress on my mind,
Hangin' up you all that,
And get mad I'm tell you that,
'I'm baby, call back,'
Please, ain't 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 wanna play with me, you gettin' mad you think Im'a sway (ima sway)
Some of 'em cute some of 'em fine as fuck, I hear 'em soon az i hit tha stage (na ah ah)
Still I be gettin' 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 first face I see,
I get home,
I wanna you 'till the sun rise,
Buckwild,
every 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 right now,
I feel you in the of my stomach,
You in my ear,
tell me how you really want it,
on tightly,
the ceiling,
my back,
How you react,
Lets me you feel me,
'Cause I'm givin' to you,
Is so true,
Thugs get too,
You know.

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