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 and these back-stabbers chasin' me around,
And always drama,
Whevever I get around,
told me,
Long before I ever up,
Gotta be true, to do,
And keep ya' up,
'Cause change,
And jealousy a factor,
Best friends at your house tryin' to MAC HER!
I'm on tour,
But still they on knockin' at my door,
And I got no to worry,
I'm steady more,
day is a test, yes,
I try hard,
But I'm strugg-a-lin' with breath,
I to God that the woman 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 that we can 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 'cause you think sway(im'a sway)
Some of 'em cute some of 'em fine, I hear 'em 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 you up long distance,
On the telephone,
I tuck you in,
Even I know I can't make 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 and makin' money,
the fellas',
In the streets,
to trap me,
Baby UP,
Thugs get too!
But I'm a soulja,
And no way I'mma' stop makin' money,
'Cause ya' changed,
And ya' actin' a 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,
busy baby, call back,'
Please, ain't left to say to you,
get lonely 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' 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 wanna you 'till 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 the lights down,
'n relax,
'Cause baby 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 I'm givin' to you,
Is so true,
Thugs get too,
You know.

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