Our Streets
DJ Premier Lyrics


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Ferg, Ferg
Check it, check it, check it
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Yo what up, neph', neph'?
(See this is Harlem, these our streets)
Turn the music back up
A$AP
Let's go

I got with Primo, I'm just pressin' the cheat code
We on a new level with the C-notes
I'm from where kids hustled on the block and rolled cee-lo
And niggas stay strapped like Girbauds
T-Nice with me week to week though
Life was different when they got him for that R.I.C.O
For a couple kilos
Coulda had 'em underground, he was livin' life illegal
Now he gettin' right and our pockets lookin' chicho
Sippin' cappuccino on a jet to Cannes
Couple models gettin' lit, they the best in France
Got Leonardo dough, catch me if you can
We had to kill Beijing and next Japan, man
This beat hot, I could catch a tan
My demographic in L.A. all Mexican
I love my supporters, they keep the check in hand
So every time I get a chance, I'ma bless the fam
What up, what up?

Check it, check it, check it
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Yo what up, neph', neph'?
(See this is Harlem, these our streets)
Turn the music back up
A$AP
Check it, check it, check it
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Yo what up, neph', neph'?
(See this is Harlem, these our streets)
Turn the music back up
A$AP

Done created a dream world, slept with my dream girl
Bought mama that new house, diamonds and mean pearls
Done went to Africa, talked to the have-nots
Donated some uniforms, teach 'em how to have guap
Primo put the soul in it, I make the track hot
And this thing forever, got the game in a padlock
I just want somethin' real, I'm tired of the ass shots
Don't wanna go to the club, I'm tired of them trap spots
My generation's stuck on stupid
Showin' guns on the 'Gram, but no one use it
Sometimes I feel like I'm about to lose it
Because the fake win when y'all know what the truth is
It's me, the F-E-R to the fuckin' G
My bars is Gang Starr, nobody can fuck with me
Rest in peace Guru, nobody can fuck with he
You rappers is coocoo, better wake up out your fuckin' dream

Check it, check it, check it
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Yo what up, neph', neph'?
(See this is Harlem, these our streets)
Turn the music back up
A$AP
Check it, check it, check it
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Yo what up, neph', neph'?
(See this is Harlem, these our streets)
Turn the music back up
A$AP

A$AP




A$AP
A$AP

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to DJ Premier's song Our Streets tell a story of the rapper's experiences growing up in Harlem, New York, and his present-day life as a successful artist. Ferg begins with a shoutout to his hometown, acknowledging that the streets he grew up on shape who he is today. He then brags about his collaboration with legendary producer DJ Premier, saying that they are operating at a new level in terms of quality and creativity. Ferg references the hustle and danger of life on the block, mentioning the game of cee-lo and the prevalence of guns. He name-drops a friend who was arrested for drug-related offenses but is now living a clean life. Ferg seems to be enjoying his success, sipping cappuccino on a jet to Cannes and hanging out with models. He also speaks on his social consciousness, referencing a trip to Africa where he donated uniforms to children in need. He expresses his frustration with the state of rap music, lamenting the lack of substance and encouragement of violence.


The song is a collaboration between rapper A$AP Ferg and producer DJ Premier, who is considered one of the greatest hip-hop producers of all time.


The beat for the song is built around a sample from Gang Starr's "DWYCK," featuring verses from the late Guru and fellow legendary rapper Nice & Smooth.


The music video for the song features Ferg and Premier driving around New York City and hanging out on the block in Harlem, reinforcing the song's message of pride in one's hometown.


The song was released in 2017 as a single, but was not included on any full-length album by either Ferg or Premier.


Ferg mentions Girbaud jeans in the second verse, a popular brand in the 1990s hip-hop fashion scene.


Cee-lo is a game of chance played with dice, popular in African American communities.


The reference to "Leonardo dough" likely refers to Leonardo DiCaprio's wealth and successful film career.


Ferg's use of the term "ass shots" in the third verse likely refers to the popular trend of women getting butt implants or injections.


Gang Starr was a hugely influential hip-hop group in the 1990s, with DJ Premier producing all of their albums and providing the group's signature sound.


The final verse of the song pays homage to Guru, who died in 2010, and the legacy of Gang Starr's music.


Chords are not provided in the song.


Line by Line Meaning

I got with Primo, I'm just pressin' the cheat code
I teamed up with DJ Premier to take our music to the next level


We on a new level with the C-notes
Our music has reached a new level of success and we are making lots of money


I'm from where kids hustled on the block and rolled cee-lo
I come from a neighborhood where kids played street games and hustled to get money


And niggas stay strapped like Girbauds
People in my neighborhood always carry weapons with them for protection


T-Nice with me week to week though
My friend T-Nice is always there for me and we hang out a lot


Life was different when they got him for that R.I.C.O
My life and my friend's life changed when he was arrested for Racketeer Influenced and Corrupt Organizations Act (R.I.C.O)


For a couple kilos
My friend got arrested for selling drugs


Coulda had 'em underground, he was livin' life illegal
My friend could have hidden from the police for selling drugs, but he didn't and was caught instead


Now he gettin' right and our pockets lookin' chicho
My friend is on the right path now, and we're able to make a lot of money together


Sippin' cappuccino on a jet to Cannes
We're traveling to Cannes by private jet, enjoying coffee, and having a good time


Couple models gettin' lit, they the best in France
We're having a good time with some of the most beautiful and famous models in France


Got Leonardo dough, catch me if you can
We have a lot of money and it's hard to catch us


We had to kill Beijing and next Japan, man
Our hit song is so hot, it's killing it in Beijing and we're planning on performing in Japan next


This beat hot, I could catch a tan
The beat of our song is so good it's like being under the sun tanning


My demographic in L.A. all Mexican
Most of my fans in Los Angeles are Mexican


I love my supporters, they keep the check in hand
I love my fans because they support my music and I make a lot of money from them


So every time I get a chance, I'ma bless the fam
Whenever I can, I help my family and friends out by giving them money


Done created a dream world, slept with my dream girl
I created a fantasy world for myself and slept with my dream woman


Bought mama that new house, diamonds and mean pearls
I bought my mom a new house and expensive jewelry


Done went to Africa, talked to the have-nots
I went to Africa and talked to people who are struggling to get by


Donated some uniforms, teach 'em how to have guap
I donated some uniforms to help them and taught them how to make money


Primo put the soul in it, I make the track hot
DJ Premier made the song deep and meaningful while I made it sound good and popular


And this thing forever, got the game in a padlock
Our music will last forever and we have the music industry locked down


I just want somethin' real, I'm tired of the ass shots
I want something genuine, I'm tired of all the fake and artificial things


Don't wanna go to the club, I'm tired of them trap spots
I'm tired of going to nightclubs that play trap music


My generation's stuck on stupid
My generation is foolish and makes many poor decisions


Showin' guns on the 'Gram, but no one use it
People show off guns on social media, but they don't actually use them


Sometimes I feel like I'm about to lose it
Sometimes I feel like I am losing my mind


Because the fake win when y'all know what the truth is
Dishonest people win despite everyone knowing the truth about them


It's me, the F-E-R to the fuckin' G
It's me, Ferg, the gangsta rapper


My bars is Gang Starr, nobody can fuck with me
My lyrics are as good as Gang Starr's and no one can beat me


Rest in peace Guru, nobody can fuck with he
Guru, a member of Gang Starr, was a great rapper and nobody can compare to him


You rappers is coocoo, better wake up out your fuckin' dream
Other rappers are crazy for thinking they can compete with me, they need to wake up




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Written by: Christopher Edward Martin, Darold Ferguson

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