[Chorus]
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Never tell on nobody
Never sold a brick before
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Never tell on nobody
Never sold a brick before
Real street n***a

[Verse 1]
Pay my respect to John Gotti
Look at all the shit he did, ain't tell on nobody
Real street n***as, they don't talk in interrogation
Folks put the pressure, on them on the investigation
But with every street n***a, I am money making
I got it at the streets too, jugged up and down the pavement
All my life, paper chasing
Fred Grant, Jessey Lincoln
And no, I ain't gang bang
I know real gang bangers
I'm a real street n***a
Can't no n***a outtake me
Most of you rappers have never seen the streets, so stop faking
Big to your hustle, know that money make you impatient
Real street n***a work the doughs at their track crazy
[Chorus]
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Never tell on nobody
Never sold a brick before
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Never tell on nobody
Never sold a brick before
Real street n***a

[Verse 2]
You ain't no street n***a, I can see through you
When my n***as juggin', when my n***as workin'
If you out there in the streets, money is the purpose
Gotta know to work the corner, you'll get time for it
And the roadrunner trips, I put my life on it
With all these blocks, I can be a brick mason
With all these bands, I take money, vacation
Put G's on the pot, shawty wrist crazy
Put D's on my watch, got on real diamonds
I never seen you on the block when I was out grinding
I got bales in the air, I got bricks flying
I'm a real street n***a, these other rappers lying
[Chorus]
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Never tell on nobody
Never sold a brick before
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Never tell on nobody
Never sold a brick before
Real street n***a

[Verse 3]
They gon' vouch for me
They gon' vouch for me
All the real street n***as, they gon' vouch for me
All the OG bosses, they gon' vouch for me
They gon' vouch for me
They gon' vouch for me
Young Scooter got a lot of street cred
Pull up in any hood and sell a hundred bales
You in the trap, you gotta have some clientele
You wanna ride foreign, water whip it, yeah
The code of the streets is to never tell
The streets how I eat, I eat bad meals
Just tell me what you need, I can make a deal
The streets hot, BMG workin'
[Chorus]
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Never tell on nobody
Never sold a brick before
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Real street n***a
Never tell on nobody
Never sold a brick before
Real street n***a