Lyrics EZ Longway – Thug In The Room | New Today Lyrics

You can always tell who a real nigga
When they walk in the room
By how friendly niggas start behavin
Or how thirsty these hoes start actin

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I ain’t sayin imma thug nigga
But it’s a thug in the room
I heard they trippin bout the money

I made a whole lot of loot
I know some niggas that’s gone shoot
Yeah it’s some thugs in the room
Whole lot of love in the room

Real niggas I salute
I hate to see em on the news
He got a gun he gone shoot
And we ain’t playin by the rules

Nigga onе nigga two
Live by the gun you can die by thе gun
No way no how
I can’t die in these streets

I hate to see em on the news
He got a gun he gone shoot
And we ain’t playin by the rules
Nigga one nigga two

And we and playing by them rules
Nigga one nigga two
I’m screamin out thug life
Thug Life Thug Life

I’m screamin out thug life
Thug Life Thug Life
Rest In Peace to 2pac
Can’t forget Pop Smoke

I know niggas clutchin on the hammers bout to pop smoke
You won’t catch me hangin round with them
I’m with my Vato
I’m just tryna get some cheese

Like I’m tryna make some nachos
Catch him round here
He gotta be real
He can’t be fake

Cause you know it’s really niggas round me
Tell them niggas take a seat
Ifyou can’t stand to be around me
Even though I’m up niggas still try to down me

Can’t hang around niggas like you get from around me
Nigga one nigga two
Get hit in your face
Keep yo conversation brief ain’t tryna fight no case

And if I gotta catch a body then I got to do
I ain’t sayin imma thing nigga
But it’s a thug in the room
I heard they trippin bout the money

I made a whole lot of loot
I know some niggas that’s gone shoot
Yeah it’s some things in the room
Whole lot of love in the room

Real niggas I salute
I hate to see em on the news
He got a gun he gone shoot
And we ain’t playin by them rules

Nigga one nigga two
Live by the gun you can die by the gun
No way no how
I can’t die in these streets

I hate to see em on the news
He got a gun he gone shoot
And we ain’t playin by them rules
Nigga one nigga two

And we ain’t playin by them rules
Nigga one nigga two
Nigga one nigga two
Yeah you know I got my gun

So ain’t no runnin from you
You can send me the addy right now
Know I’m comin through
Yeah you know that we ain’t playing with niggas

We handle business
We was slidin on them niggas way before y’all got them glizzy’s
PullUp
We ain’t really need no extension

We did what we had to do
To get they attention
They won’t answering DM’s now we all up in they mentions
Mama always made it

When, I was in detention
Good with numbers and I swear
She could whip it in the kitchen
I was cryin out and I swear nobody wanted to listen

A young nigga was broke
I got wit bro and got to fixing some shit
Friendships and business I don’t be mixin the shit
They gave me they ass ain’t get to kissin the shit

I ride round the city with the sticks in the whip
Kick ya shit and get flipped
I love countin money it be stopping me from flashing out
Bro gave me the bar I gotta score cause this the last down

Smoking a lot weed sippin hella lean
Damn bro sometime you gotta stop me from passin out
Thug Life
I’m just tryna live me a good life

I ain’t sayin imma thug nigga
But it’s a thug in the room
I heard they trippin bout the money
I made a whole lot of loot

I know some niggas that’s gone shoot
Yeah it’s some thugs in the room
Whole lot of love in the room
Real niggas I salute

I hate to see em on the news
He got a gun he gone shoot
And we ain’t playing by the rules
Nigga one nigga two

Live by the gun you can die by the gun
No way no how
I can’t die in these streets
I hate to see em on the news

He got a gun he gone shoot
And we ain’t playin by the rules
Nigga one nigga two
And we and playing by them rules

Nigga one nigga two