Cam'Ron - What Mean The World To You
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ntxmWweioUM

Cam'ron - Let Me Know
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pp6eWpBnndE

Cam'Ron - My Hood
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AJu6tnaWHUQ


EVEN if you hate Cam now and dipset etc, ya gots to admit he WAZ a versatile cat till he gave up and started slackin


I still fucks with the mans music, but nothin aint gonna beat his old shit b4 he went into Dipset......

Deez 3 off his best album, his second album S.D.E. which came out in 2000

Big L made cam. RIP L, fag never gives him daps

i dont even care man, hes the same as 50 cent
50's first album was tight, then he flopped after he got shot
cam was arite, then flopped. i have no respect for him

^^completely agree
The classic "ppl will buy my shit no watter what i stick out"

i don't like dipset AT ALL! they rap like this .... ... "yea im flippin.......yea im not trippin...... ..... im da best ...... all y'all ... niGGa's kno it.......to scared....yea......to scared....to show......DIPSET......EY......DIPSET.........EY... ..DIPSET!!!!!!"

they can't rp at all...i don't like any of those niGGas

i fucks with dipset, they cool, they think they the next Wutang though(never in life!)

uppin


NO comments on the vids I posted up?

Smh

hes the same as 50 cent

thats partially tru.......Tru both did change up after their albums and shit like that, but how did 50 flop after he got shot? Nigga sold 10 million records off of 'The Massacre' for fucks sake

Cam'ron only sold a plat record in his career, and afta that has not made any real sellin records since then

And how they the same when both had different reasons for changing up their shit?

Cam'ron after 'Come Home With Me' blew up, and got exposed and launched the Dipset movement and while he was gettin paid, he KNEW the status of the rap game at his time and started makin shit for entertainment without tryin to be serious like he was b4 on those last albums....When PURPLE HAZE dropped, thats when he started dumbin down shit

50 Just used his gimmick of getting shot and got exploited by greed and power, more than givin a fuck about his music......So whats the difference? Cam is rappin 4 entertainment, and 50 JUST wants it all.....

i aint even gonna get started on Cam ... everybody got they opinion but i'm a fan of Cam and couldnt give a fuck what anyone else thinks of him ...

but what annoys me is that when people think cos you listen to Dipset you automatically listen to other rappers like G-Unit or T.I. ... get the fuck outta here ... i listen to every type of rap from commerical/underground/mixtape shit/old school and 90's hip hop (i listen to 90's hip hop the most) ... it's just whatever i feel like listen to at the time ...


Killa Cam would shit in 90% of the rap game if he wanted to ...

let me break it down ... Jay, Cam & 50 are all the same to a certain extent ...

they know right now in the rap game don't need to be lyrical ... but if rap went back to bein lyrical Cam & Jay could do it easily ...

once they made they money the hunger goes away ... thats why in the underground the artists are always droppin nice shit cos they on the grind ... they shit aint sellin as much ...

Cam doesnt care about his solo shit right now ... he got his money ... he don't need to make anymore albums ... all he concerned about now is putting his crew on and he did and they doin they thing (Jim Jones is the biggest seller on independant level and Dipset flood the mixtape market each week with new songs)

also ....

the diffrence between Jay & Cam & 50 to Nas, Common, The Roots and rappers in the underground ...

they wasnt a rapper to start of with ... they were hustlers who where fans of rap first but when they rapped they found out he was was good and turned it into a succesfull carrers ... same with many rappers like Fat Joe and so in because they didnt want to live they whole life hustlin ... where as Nas & Common were straight hip hop heads and set they sights on being a rapper and put that above everything ...

Big L convinced Cam to rap cos he was good at it and was a skillfull mc ...

Big L & the D.I.T.C. all said Cam (Cam used to roll with Big L while he was in D.I.T.C. cos Big L was in both D.I.T.C. & Children of the Corn at the same time) was a skillfull emcee and Biggie (who got him his first record deal) said he was gonna be the future King Of New York (thats a bold statement when you look at how many gifted emcees where out at that time ... example Jay & Nas)

i'm done ... leave you with some Cam shit ...


Cam'ron

Yo where I'm from they let the cartridge blast
Everybody smart in math
Loan sharks with cash
Running from the narks and task
Streets arts and craft ?
Come on I start to laugh
Cause I almost caught the case with Rich Parker ass
Now a nigga paid out
suede couch
I'm into hooded things
Bitch butt be way out
These cats be Hecliff
When I come around they play mouse
Mickey and Minnie
Jerry from Tom
Heavy in arms
In front of bam bam
Hanna Barbara lover
Collar big
Cotton candy blue gators polishment
Y'all in astonishment looking for acknowledgment
We pour it on 'em
Meet a snitch throw wall off on em
Any repercussions make sure my seeds bubble
If you ain't hear me on clue I said I see double
Guns double tecks
Hoes double sex
Accountant handle my money but I double check
Bubble lex
Ain't too much more I care about
Liquor store and the Bronx old warehouse
Clear it out
L's with my liquor
Sounds sew a helluva whisper
Gas-ing up a hoe tell her you miss her
Dealing with the old timers was a helluva listener
Business sale a few differ
Nigga pelican slippers
Mommy is senseless
Get my moola I'm conscientious
Tell Medi she buy me benzes
Pour favor
Harlem mamma poor
We fell off but back on nigga time to ball
Hung 45th and Lennox
3 piece suit bean pies the final call
Gun up in the spinal cord
I got no time for y'all
We 8 digets you play frigate
Killa don't cook he blaze biscuits
Around us straight midgets
Jewels we keep frozen
Y'all keep dozing
The wolf in sheeps clothes and
Streets buzzing V dozen
Bitches calling me husband
Saying we fuck when we wasn't
Lying on her coochie
I'm dyin for a hoochie
With an iron for a boobie
Casino style diamonds in the doopey
But Killa keep running to the timing of a groupie
But need work
Plate of a kind
If ya dope ain't 8 or a 9
Don't waste up my time
You racing for shine
Only way you be around motherfucking paper boy
If you quit your job and go be a paper boy
Cars swoop buck fifty
Gun shoot buck fifty
Bear facts ? buck fifty
Air Max buck fifty
Only New York nigga to fuck with me
On her period blood sticky
Same night flood missy
Play Toronto like Doug Christy
Fuck Christy
Louie the 13
Slugs with me
Gimme head
Yo Quero kin chi blunt to my head
But my day is Friday
Toast for my bread
Niggas try to stick together like they Smokey and Craig
In real life Nia think I'm "Long" and throw me head

Cam'ron
Yo, turn me up some b!
I'm about to lace ya'll
Check it out
I'm not a muthafuckin' joke b!
Whoever think I'm not nice
This is for ya'll punk muthafuckas!
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo!
See the drug game was always the man's sport
That's what Cam thought so everyday I had a hundred grams bought
On the transport kept it inside the Jansport
A real hooty game, we ain't care who we blame
Shit was all the same until Guili' came with a moody aim
You know the mayor nigga, a fight crime approach
Acting like a kind host but gettin time for a roach
A little indo
That's when yo, I said I'm messin with these bimbos
It's easier to pimp hoes, nowadays they simp hoe
It don't take much to make her
Just take her to a place where It's nice
Show her the ice and might give her a fake fur
Cause girls I control them classy
Old and sassy
Old and nasty
I ain't gonna front that nigga Gold he gassed me
But now I'm flowin fastly, rollin jazzy
Just a while ago I was rollin badly
We was on the low wit Aggie
But now what have we
Range Ro' and Navy life size
My girl yo she slices pies
A benz is what my wife drives
You know Qeet' nigga
Executive thug
But she respects me and loves
Don't let your head meet her slug
Until she sprayed out and layed out
Ineffections of blood
A lil' thick chick that'll click quick
Do anything for the dick dick
You know what else that puzzles me?
I find this shit a riddle
How come when you got a lot?
People say you got a little
Like they say you act a little funny
Cause you got a litte money
And you did a little song and
Made a little money
Oh, you know my favorite
Oh, you think you a little star
Cause you got a little fans and you drive a little car
I prove they all are liars
Saying that they got a fire
Hang em up on a barber wire
Yo, you think you got attire
To the point like Stoudamire
Yeah I'm a harsh nigga
That drink hard liquor
A six benz car getter
You know Digga
He ain't rich
He's a star figure
Platinum deep
Hangs with Jews
Chills up at their barmitzfah's
He loves the hooligans
Now we eat at houlihans's
Seen Ed Lover and Doctor Dre
We told them niggas Who the Man
Pulled the toast out on these niggas one time
And even Cuda ran
You know that I'm a skitzo
Who listens to calypso
But I'm quick though
And old school like Hungry Hungry Hippo
Ask my Queens niggaz how I get dough kiko
Now I beat up clicks, eat up chicks
Ask my man how I beat up shit
And when I'm out of work, I got to re-up quick
Every six the same pies, drink from Cris' to St. Ides
Every hit my bank rise, and no bitch I ain't high!
I've been hotter
Since I was in pampers hittin pinatas
You win nada
Come on I got put on by Mase and Big Poppa
So I'm glad you sat down
I ain't want Uncle Un to bring the gats down
He spat rounds, I heard that nigga clap towns
But me I never back down
My mother, she can sign that
I know you're thinkin' that It's bout that time
Nigga I wanna rewind that
So go ahead and rewind it faggot

Cam'ron
Harlem, more than average
Niggaz selling tablets for cabbage
The habbits more lavage the savage
Inside the Land rental, y'all know what y'all ran into
Cam's mental, broke this man's dental
Up in Grand Central, we sell cracks for cash makes no difference
Moving coke by the shipments, cause Digga need this equiptment
I stole grams from a foes land, make sure my doughs ran
Bitch I never hold hands, time waits for no man
5-0 not fond of me, cause I'm onerary, they honor me
What the wanna see, racketeering, and laundering
Now I got the E from jake, me and Blood deceased the fake
Man you should've seen some bake, drive out the 318
It was no hypnosis, just a few witnesses
But they'll mind their businesses cause they know who shit this is
Ands went ? with kis, but don't even mind the Ds
Smoke to keep my mind at ease, but know when it's time to squeeze
Never hurry, bullets flurry, got my own mother worried
Coming up to me with her vision blurry
She said "Cam, I know you stole for the bread
But I'm scared you'll wear a sheet with a hole in your head"
Just hold the dough cause when I perish
You'll be passed Mount Everest, sippin Mo on your terrace
Cause that's how it go when you dealing with a strangler
Girls, the misters, and haters, fellons biscuits and bangers

Cam'ron
Now I was in the boogie down getting some ass
I got a beep from my block, had to split so I dashed
And the Killah ain't been around the way for two days
I called my man 4-0 the green Grand from the ways
When I got to my block, if I wasn't in shock
Then I was cause I found out my cousin got shot
They said yo "It was concerning, the germans, they came through
blazing, and burning, left Blood squirming
A line blast out, but he got his ass out
Then Capone came in the Grand and drove him to the stash house"
Now I run into the house with the tool in my hand
Tried to do in my man, fucking ruined our plan
When I get in the first, tears start to burst
Cause I see a trail of blood thinking the worst
Flowers, casket, hearse, but nah, all I seen was his left leg split
Dude Capone working on him with the First Aid kit
And they told me the scoop on this wild ass please
It was just a graze, in and out his leg
But they came through dead nasty, it was Fred Blassie
Crew shot shit up quick and then fled fastly
Now I'm thinking - over dough or dice?
Come to find out this is all about his hoeing ass wife
And niggaz always pulling guns quick over some chick
Motherfucker that's that some dumb shit, but yo this ain't done with
Cause lifestyle, quite foul, lord ? to my sight now
Turn them germans into ashes Harlem Night style
And that's how it goes when you dealing with stranglers
Girls, the misters and haters, felons biscuits and bangers

COSIGNED, school these niggas mayne^^^