2Pac Featuring Nate Dogg - Thugs Get Lonely Too lyrics

rate me

See, it ain't easy bein' me

Life as a celebrity is less than heavenly

I got these fakes and these back-stabbers chasin' me around

And it's always drama

Whenever I wanna get around

Mama, told me, long before I ever came up

Gotta be true to watchya' do

And keep ya' game up

'Cause things change

And jealousy becomes a factor

Best friends at your wife's house

Tryin' to mack her

I'm on tour but still they keep on knockin' at my door

And I got no time to worry, I'm steady, wantin' more

Every day is a test, yes, I try hard

But I'm strugglin' with every breath

I pray to God, that the woman that I left at home

All alone, ain't nothin' like tryin' to bone over the phone

In my mind I can see her naked, I can't take it

Got me shakin' at the thought that we can make it

I thought you knew

I'm rolling out on tour today

You gettin' sad 'cause I'm goin' away

Chicken-heads wanna play with me

You gettin' mad 'cause you think I'ma sway

Some of 'em cute, some of 'em fine as fuck

I hear 'em scream, soon as I hit the stage

Still I be gettin' lone for you, I'm comin' home

Soon as I make this pay, make this pay

I call you up long distance on the telephone

Wanna tuck you in, even though, I can't make it home

I whisper things in ya' ear, like you're near me

Wonder if you feel me from far away or can you hear me

It seems to me, that ya' jealous

'Cause I'm hustlin' and makin' money

With the fellas' in the back streets

Tryin' to trap me, baby, hold up

Thugs get lonely too but I'ma soulja

And there's no way I'ma stop makin' money

'Cause ya' attitudes changed and ya' actin' a little funny

Always complainin', sayin' we don't spend time

Can't you see, I got enough stress on my mind

And hangin' up like you all that

Then get mad when I tell you that

"I'm busy baby, call back", please, ain't nothin' left to say to you

Thugs get lonely too, you know

I'm rolling out on tour today

You gettin' sad 'cause I'm goin' away

Chicken-heads wanna play with me

You gettin' mad 'cause you think I'ma sway

Some of 'em cute, some of 'em fine as fuck

I hear 'em scream, soon as I hit the stage

Still I be gettin' lone for you, I'm comin' home

Soon as I make this pay, make this pay

Sit alone in my room, drinkin' without a care

Talkin' out loud to ya', like ya' there

Take ya' picture out my back pocket

Man, it's on you the first face I wanna see

When I get home, I wanna love you 'til the sun rise

Buck wild, touchin' every wall in the house, thug style

Put ya' hands on the headboard, think of me

Drippin' sweat on top of you, sick of scenes

It's in yo' head that I'm makin' love

So turn the lights down, reminisce an' relax

'Cause baby, right now, I feel in the middle of my stomach

You whisper in my ear, baby, tell me how you really want it

Hold on tightly, watch the ceiling

Scratch my back, how you react

Let me know you feel me

'Cause everything I'm giving to you is so true

Thugs get lonely too, you know

I'm rolling out on tour today

You gettin' sad 'cause I'm goin' away

Chicken-heads wanna play with me

You gettin' mad 'cause you think I'ma sway

Some of 'em cute, some of 'em fine as fuck

I hear 'em scream, soon as I hit the stage

Still I be gettin' lone for you, I'm comin' home

Soon as I make this pay, make this pay

Yeah, thug life, baby

Stay thuggin', I said, you remember that next time

You sweat me when I'm on the road, baby

Thugs get lonely too

We ain't gotta go through all these bullshittin' ass problems

If you wanna be real with me, be real with me

If you wanna be fake, move onto the next one

That ain't me you know