Luyện nghe bài hát Thugs Get Lonely Too

Ha ha, ha ha
Yeh u
See, it ain't easy me,
Life as a is less than heavily,
I got these fakes and these back-stabbers me around,
And always drama,
Whevever I get around,
Mama me,
before I ever came up,
Gotta be true, to do,
And ya' game up,
things change,
And jealousy a factor,
Best at your wifes house 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 to God that the woman that I left at home,
All alone,
Ain't nothin'like tryin' to bone,over da'
In my mind,
I can see her naked,
I take it,
Got me at the thought that we can make it,
I thought you

Nate
Im rollin' out on tour today, you sad 'cause I'm goin away (na ah ah)
Chicken heads wanna play with me, you mad 'cause you think Im'a sway(im'a sway)
Some of 'em some 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' home soon as I make pay (make this pay)

I call you up distance,
On the telephone,
I tuck you in,
though I know I can't make it home,
I wisper in ya' ear,
your near 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,
to trap me,
Baby UP,
get lonely too!
But I'm a soulja,
And theres no way I'mma' stop money,
ya' attitudes changed,
And ya' actin' a funny,
complainin',
Sayin' we spend time,
you see,
I got stress on my mind,
up like you all that,
And get mad when I'm you that,
'I'm busy baby, 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 goin (na ah ah)
Chicken heads wanna play with me, you mad 'cause you think Im'a sway (ima sway)
Some of 'em cute some of 'em fine as fuck, 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 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,
Sick of in yo' head,
I'm makin' love,
So the lights 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 know you me,
'Cause everythin' I'm to you,
Is so true,
get lonely too,
You know.

Yeh, thug life baby! Stay
Ay, so you that next time you sweatin me when I'm on the road
Thugs get too
We aint gotta go through all these problems
If you wanna be with me, be real with me
If you wanna be fake, onto the next
ain't me
You