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conversations.value: Write me a song called Thugs Get Lonely Too with the following description: Thugs Get Lonely Too is a song performed by “2Pac,” featuring “Nate Dogg,” appearing on the posthumous album, Loyal to the Game. It was produced by Eminem, and written by Tupac Shakur, Marshall Mathers, and Nathaniel Hale.
  Tech N9ne was supposed to appear on the original version of this song. Check out the unreleased version with his verse on it here.
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: 2Pac]
  Hahaha (Boo, boo, man)
  Hahaha, man, you crazy
  [Verse 1: 2Pac]
  See, 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
  Mama 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 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 nothing 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
  [Chorus: Nate Dogg]
  I'm rollin' out on tour today
  You gettin' sad, ‘cause I'm going away (Nah-ah-ah)
  The chickenheads 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 (Nah-ah-ah)
  Still I be gettin' lonely for you
  I'm comin' home soon as I make this pay, make this pay [Verse 2: 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 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', saying 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: Nate Dogg]
  I'm rollin' out on tour today
  You gettin' sad, ‘cause I'm going away (Nah-ah-ah)
  The chickenheads 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 (Nah-ah-ah)
  Still I be gettin' lonely for you
  I'm comin' home soon as I make this pay, make this pay [Verse 3: 2Pac]
  I sit alone in my room, drinkin' 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
  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
  It's 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 ceilin'
  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)
  [Chorus: Nate Dogg]
  I'm rollin' out on tour today
  You gettin' sad, ‘cause I'm going away (Nah-ah-ah)
  The chickenheads 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 (Nah-ah-ah)
  Still I be gettin' lonely for you
  I'm comin' home soon as I make this pay, make this pay [Outro: 2Pac]
  Yeah, Thug Life, baby
  Steady thuggin'
  Ayy, so you remember that
  Next time you sweating me when I'm on the road, man
  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 on to the next one, that ain't me
  You know