Artist：2Pac/Nate Dogg Hahahaha, man you crazy, see [Verse One] It ain't easy bein me Life as a celebrity is less than heavenly I got these fakes and these backstabbers chasin 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 thangs 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 There 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 torture me [Chorus: Nate Dogg] I'm rollin out on tour today, you gettin sad cause I'm goin away, the... ... chickenheads wanna play with me, you gettin mad cause you think I'ma sway Some of 'em cute some of 'em fine as **** I hear 'em scream soon as I hit the stage, nah... Still I be gettin lonely for you I'm comin home soon as I make this pay, make this pay [Verse Two] I call you up long distance, on the telephone Wanna tuck you in even though I can't make it home I whisper thangs 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 hustlin and makin money, with the fellas In the backstreets, tryin to track me, baby hold up! Thugs get lonely too, but I'm a soldier And there's no way I'ma stop makin money Cause your attitude's changed and you're 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 [Chorus] [Verse Three] I sit alone in my room drinkin, without a care Talkin 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 Touchin 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 yo' head that I'm makin 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 givin to you, is so true And thugs get lonely too, YOU KNOW [Chorus] [2Pac] Yeah, thug life BAY-BEE! Steady thuggin Ay so you remember that next time you sweatin me when I'm on the road baby Thugs get lonely too, we ain't gotta go through all this bulls*ittin 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 YOU KNOW
Artist：2Pac/Nate Dogg Hahahaha, man you crazy, see [Verse One] It ain't easy bein me Life as a celebrity is less than heavenly I got these fakes and these backstabbers chasin 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 thangs 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 There 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 torture me [Chorus: Nate Dogg] I'm rollin out on tour today, you gettin sad cause I'm goin away, the... ... chickenheads wanna play with me, you gettin mad cause you think I'ma sway Some of 'em cute some of 'em fine as **** I hear 'em scream soon as I hit the stage, nah... Still I be gettin lonely for you I'm comin home soon as I make this pay, make this pay [Verse Two] I call you up long distance, on the telephone Wanna tuck you in even though I can't make it home I whisper thangs 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 hustlin and makin money, with the fellas In the backstreets, tryin to track me, baby hold up! Thugs get lonely too, but I'm a soldier And there's no way I'ma stop makin money Cause your attitude's changed and you're 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 [Chorus] [Verse Three] I sit alone in my room drinkin, without a care Talkin 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 Touchin 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 yo' head that I'm makin 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 givin to you, is so true And thugs get lonely too, YOU KNOW [Chorus] [2Pac] Yeah, thug life BAY-BEE! Steady thuggin Ay so you remember that next time you sweatin me when I'm on the road baby Thugs get lonely too, we ain't gotta go through all this bulls*ittin 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 YOU KNOW
