2pac Thugs Get Lonely Too Lyrics

Thugs Get Lonely Too Lyrics

Ha ha, ha ha

Yeh u crazy

See, it ain't easy bein' me,

Life as
a celebrity is less than heavily,

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

And it's always drama,

Whevever 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
wifes house tryin' to MAC 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
strugg-a-lin' 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 da'
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



Chorus

Nate Dogg



Im rollin' out on tour
today, you gettin' sad 'cause I'm goin away (na ah ah)

Chicken heads
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 soon az i hit tha stage
(na ah ah)

Still I be gettin' lonely for you, I'm comin' home soon as I
make this pay (make this pay)

Tupac



I call you up long
distance,

On the telephone,

I wanna tuck you in,

Even though
I know I can't make it home,

I wisper things in ya' ear, 

Like your
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'm a
soulja,

And theres no way I'mma' 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,

Hangin' up like you all that,

And get mad
when I'm tell you that,

'I'm busy baby, call back,'

Please, ain't
nothin' left to say to you,

Thugs get lonely too,

You KNOW



Chorus

Nate Dogg



Im rollin' out on tour today, you
gettin' sad 'cause I'm goin away (na ah ah)

Chicken heads wanna play with
me, you gettin' mad 'cause you think Im'a sway (ima sway)

Some of 'em cute
some of 'em fine 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
this pay (make this pay)

Tupac



I sit alone in my room,
drinkin',

Without a dare,

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 'till
the sun rise,

Buckwild,

Touchin' every wall in the house,

Thug
style,

Put ya' hands on the head-board,

Think of me,

Drippin'
sweat on top of you,

Sick of scenes in yo' head,

That I'm makin'
love,

So turn the lights down,

Reminice 'n relax,

'Cause baby
right now,

I feel you in the middle of my stomach,

You wisper in my
ear,

Baby tell me how you really want it,

Hold on tight,

Watch the ceiling,

Scratch my back,

How you react,

Lets me
know you feel me,

'Cause everythin' I'm givin' to you,

Is so
true,

Thugs get lonely too,

You know.



Chorus 





Tupac

Yeh, thug life baby! Stay thuggin

Ay, so you
remember that next time you sweatin me when I'm on the road

Thugs get
lonely too

We aint gotta go through all these bullshit-ass problems

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

If you wanna be fake,
move onto the next

That ain't me

You know