2Pac – Thugs Get Lonely Too ft Nate Dogg

Tupac Shakur, a talented American rapper join hands with Nate Dogg to deliver this amazing song titled “Thugs Get Lonely Too”.

This intriguing record which appeared as Track 07 on his top charting album project called “Loyal to the Game” was officially released on 14 December 2004.

We would like you to add this undeniable hit song to your playlist, you won’t regret it yuh.

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LYRICS

[2Pac:]

Hahahaha, man, you crazy

See, it ain’t easy bein’ me

Life as a celebrity is less than heavenly

I got these fakes and these back-stabbers chasing me around

And it’s always drama, whenever I wanna get around

Momma told me, long before I ever came up

Gotta be true to what you do and keep the 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 wanting 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

There ain’t nothing like tryin’ to bone, over the phone

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

Got me shaking at the thought that we can make it

I thought you knew

[Nate Dogg:]

I’m rollin’ out on tour today

You getting sad, ’cause I’m going away

The chickenheads wanna play with me

You getting 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, nah…

Still I be getting lonely for you

I’m coming home soon as I make this pay, make this pay

[2Pac:]

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 your ear like you’re near me

Wonder if you feel me from far away, and can you hear me?

It seems to me, that you’re jealous

‘Cause I’m hustling and making money with the fellas

In the back streets, tryin’ to track me, baby, hold up!

Thugs get lonely too, but I’m a soldier

And there’s no way I’ma stop making money

‘Cause your attitude’s changed and you’re acting a little funny

Always complaining, saying we don’t spend time

Can’t you see I got enough stress on my mind?

And hanging up like you all that

Then get mad when I tell you that I’m busy, baby, call back

Please, ain’t nothing left to say to you

Thugs get lonely too, you know

[Nate Dogg:]

I’m rollin’ out on tour today

You getting sad, ’cause I’m going away

The chickenheads wanna play with me

You getting 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, nah…

Still I be getting lonely for you

I’m coming home soon as I make this pay, make this pay

[2Pac:]

I sit alone in my room, drinking without a care

Talking out loud to you, like you’re there

Take your picture out my back pocket, man, it’s on

You’re the first face I wanna see when I get home

Wanna love you ’til the sun rise, buckwild

Touching every wall in the house, thug style

Put your hands on the headboard, think of me

Drippin’ sweat on top of you, sink and see

This in your head that I’m making love, so turn the lights down

Reminisce and relax ’cause, baby, right now

I feel it in the middle of my stomach

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

Hold on tightly, watch the ceiling

Scratch my back’s how you react, let me know you feel me

‘Cause everything I’m giving to you, is so true

And thugs get lonely too, you know

[Nate Dogg:]

I’m rollin’ out on tour today

You getting sad, ’cause I’m going away

The chickenheads wanna play with me

You getting 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, nah…

Still I be getting lonely for you

I’m coming home soon as I make this pay, make this pay

[2Pac:]

Yeah, thug life, baby! Steady thuggin’

Aye, so you remember that

Next time you sweating me when I’m on the road, baby

Thugs get lonely too

We ain’t gotta go through all this bullshitting ass problems

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

If you wanna be fake, move on to the next one, that ain’t me