featuring Nate Dogg
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hahaha..
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hahaha... man you crazy
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[Verse 1]
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See, it ain't easy bein' me,
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Life as a celebrity is less than heavenly,
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I got these fakes and these back-stabbers chasin' me around,
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And it's always drama,
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Whenever I wanna get around,
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Mama told me,
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Long before I ever came up,
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Gotta be true, to watchya' do,
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And keep ya' game up,
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'Cause thangs change,
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And jealousy becomes a factor,
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Best friends at your wifes house tryin' to MAC HER!
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I'm on tour,
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But still they keep on knockin' at my door,
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And I got no time to worry,
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I'm steady wantin' more,
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Every day is a test, yes,
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I try hard,
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But I'm strugg-a-lin' with every breath,
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I pray to God that the woman that I left at home,
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All alone,
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Ain't nottin' like tryin' to bone,
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Over the phone,
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In my mind,
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I can see her naked,
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I can't take it,
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Got me shakin' at the thought that we can make it,
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I thought you knew.
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[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
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I'm rollin out on tour today,
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You gettin sad cuz I'm goin away,
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Chicken heads wanna play with me,
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You gettin mad cuz you think I'm a sway
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Some of 'em cute some of em fine as fuck,
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I hear em scream soon as I hit the stage,
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Still I'll be gettin lonely for you,
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I'm comin home soon as I make this pay.
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[Verse 2]
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I call you up long distance,
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On the telephone,
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Wanna tuck you in,
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Even though I can't make it home,
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I whisper things in ya' ear,
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Like your near me,
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Wonder if you feel me,
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From far away,
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Or can you hear me,
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It seems to me,
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That ya' jealous,
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'Cause I'm hustlin' and makin' money,
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With the fellas',
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In the back streets,
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Tryin' to trap me,
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Baby HOLD UP,
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Thugs get lonely too!
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But I'm a soulja,
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And theres no way I'mma' stop makin' money,
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'Cause ya' attitudes changed,
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And ya' actin' a little funny,
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Always complainin',
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Sayin' we don't spend time,
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Can't you see,
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I got enough stress on my mind,
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And hangin' up like you all that,
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Then get mad when I tell you that,
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"I'm busy baby, call back,"
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Leave, ain't nothin' left to say to you,
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Thugs get lonely too,
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You KNOW.
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[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
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I'm rollin out on tour today,
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You gettin sad cuz I'm goin away,
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Chicken heads wanna play with me,
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You gettin mad cuz you think I'm a sway
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Some of 'em cute some of em fine as fuck,
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I hear em scream soon as I hit the stage,
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Still I'll be gettin lonely for you,
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I'm comin home soon as I make this pay.
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[Verse 3]
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I sit alone in my room, drinkin',
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Without a care,
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Talkin out loud to ya',
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Like ya' here,
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Take ya' picture out my back pocket,
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Man it's on,
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You the first face I wanna see,
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When I get home,
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I wanna love you 'till the sun rise,
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Buckwild,
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Touchin' every wall in the house,
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Thug style,
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Put ya' hands on the head-board,
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Think of me,
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Drippin' sweat on top of you,
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Sick of scenes in yo' head,
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That I'm makin' love,
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So turn the lights down,
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Reminice 'n relax,
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'Cause baby right now,
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I feel it in the middle of my stomach,
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You whisper in my ear,
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Baby tell me how you really want it,
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Hold on tightly,
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Watch the ceiling,
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Scratch my backs,
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How you react,
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Let me know you feel me,
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'Cause everything I'm giving to you,
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Is so true,
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and Thugs get lonely too,
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You know.
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[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
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I'm rollin out on tour today,
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You gettin sad cuz I'm goin away,
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Chicken heads wanna play with me,
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You gettin mad cuz you think I'm a sway
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Some of 'em cute some of em fine as fuck,
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I hear em scream soon as I hit the stage,
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Still I'll be gettin lonely for you,
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I'm comin home soon as I make this pay.
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Yeah
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Thug life baby
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Stay thuggin'
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Hey so you remember that next time you sweat me when I'm on the road baby
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Thugs get lonely too
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We aint gotta go through all these bullshittin ass problems
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If you wanna be real with me, be real with me
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If you wanna be fake, move onto the next one, that aint me.
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Thugs Get Lonely Too Featuring Nate Dogg
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| 2Pac |
