Cameron Ezike Giles (born February 4, 1976 in Harlem, New York), better kno… Read Full Bio ↴Cameron Ezike Giles (born February 4, 1976 in Harlem, New York), better known as Cam'ron or Killa Cam, is an American rapper, actor, co-founder of Diplomat Records and of the group The Diplomats, also known as Dipset. He began his musical career in 1994, rapping alongside Big L, Mase and his cousin Bloodshed in a group called Children Of The Corn. The group dissolved after Bloodshed's death in a car accident in 1997. However, Cam'ron continued to rap, and he released his solo debut album, Confessions of Fire, in 1998. He has since released 2000's S.D.E, 2002's Come Home With Me, 2004's Purple Haze, 2006's Killa Season and 2009's Crime Pays.
Cam'ron made his acting debut on the 2002 film Paid in Full, where he played the character Rico, who is based on former Harlem drug dealer Alpo. In 2006, Cam'ron would return to his acting career and make his debut in screen writing in his movie Killa Season. Cam'ron plays a high school basketball player who eventually drops out of high school to begin his own drug ring. The movie was released in 2006, simultaneous with the Killa Season album.
Cam'ron made his acting debut on the 2002 film Paid in Full, where he played the character Rico, who is based on former Harlem drug dealer Alpo. In 2006, Cam'ron would return to his acting career and make his debut in screen writing in his movie Killa Season. Cam'ron plays a high school basketball player who eventually drops out of high school to begin his own drug ring. The movie was released in 2006, simultaneous with the Killa Season album.
Cookin Up
Cam'ron Lyrics
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Red slippers red robe red kitchen red stove red pots runnin ahead cocked the on the feds probed,red stools red enf, red floor ya all fakers, red couch red crystal, red pepper and salt shakers, the red room red curtains, its summer squish so some respect what you expect that's a hundred icks, telescopes binoculars the feds hate my bynacula, from sellin coke I'm proper docked, that means I'm spectacular, they bitin like Tyson worse than that dracular, yo moms buy heroin wit no hands I'm smackin her,let me make ya places, Dane to Danes I made it rain now in the strip club the bengies turn to paper planes, I'm killa you Andre miller got a basic game, I told ya bitch to hurry up we don't wait for trains, I'm Derek jeter cause I'm in between the base my mane, and that's on lenix 7 for 8th ace of kings,salacers on calibers would do it louder bro, sledge hammer smash his melon I'm the black galiga, you know I dump mine on fake niggas one time, wack bitches rap snitches my life's a punch line, I spend a grip in bars, diamonds studded vicious cars, da hoes, ask Joe we audition ours, I hope you make the cut, pop ya puss move ya butt, ruger up think we from Houston we done schooled her up.
(chorus)
We pitchin we pitchin friction from mission to mission block to block half to half from kitchen to kitchen, we just cookin baby we just cookin up we just cookin up homie, we just cookin up.(x2)
You done sold a bottle huh, I'm twistin a cap(Fagget) and I'm luxury girl come sit on my lap, her friends like don't go that shit is a trap, they'll have you trafficn' swallowin shit in smack, they pigeons in fact, how you gonna listen to that, you the fliest one in your crew them bitches is wack, started to smile like you knew this shit was a wrap, her friends was right tho she gonna be pitchin some crack, I'm a true champ you glance 4 door two tramps fuck my money honey bring your food stamps, Go ahead you dance,a elephant to you ants, chain alaska, bracelet nebraska, crib well disaster 42 plasmas, royal blue laurie shorty you bastard, only thing I don't know what resort we in, I tell a bitch get over here like scorpion, cars order in flavors, you order from avis, come around me, why? they know my ora contagious, and I'm sorta courageous, plus the kid smart,forget bizmark, he gonna catch more than them vapors,next door at your neighbors they said all of you haters set you up the very moment I offered em paper, and the lord from the mayor, and my kicks university of Florida of couse they gators,
We pitchin we pitchin friction from mission to mission block to block half to half from kitchen to kitchen, we just cookin baby we just cookin up we just cookin up homie, we just cookin up.(x2)
(chorus)
We pitchin we pitchin friction from mission to mission block to block half to half from kitchen to kitchen, we just cookin baby we just cookin up we just cookin up homie, we just cookin up.(x2)
You done sold a bottle huh, I'm twistin a cap(Fagget) and I'm luxury girl come sit on my lap, her friends like don't go that shit is a trap, they'll have you trafficn' swallowin shit in smack, they pigeons in fact, how you gonna listen to that, you the fliest one in your crew them bitches is wack, started to smile like you knew this shit was a wrap, her friends was right tho she gonna be pitchin some crack, I'm a true champ you glance 4 door two tramps fuck my money honey bring your food stamps, Go ahead you dance,a elephant to you ants, chain alaska, bracelet nebraska, crib well disaster 42 plasmas, royal blue laurie shorty you bastard, only thing I don't know what resort we in, I tell a bitch get over here like scorpion, cars order in flavors, you order from avis, come around me, why? they know my ora contagious, and I'm sorta courageous, plus the kid smart,forget bizmark, he gonna catch more than them vapors,next door at your neighbors they said all of you haters set you up the very moment I offered em paper, and the lord from the mayor, and my kicks university of Florida of couse they gators,
We pitchin we pitchin friction from mission to mission block to block half to half from kitchen to kitchen, we just cookin baby we just cookin up we just cookin up homie, we just cookin up.(x2)
The lyrics to Cam'ron's song "Cookin' Up" describe a scene in a red-themed kitchen where various illegal activities are taking place. The lyrics use vivid imagery to portray a bold and assertive persona engaging in criminal activities. The mention of red slippers, red robe, red kitchen, red stove, and red pots creates an atmosphere of intensity and danger. The use of the color red symbolizes passion, power, and aggression.
Throughout the song, Cam'ron boasts about his success in the drug trade and his extravagant lifestyle. He describes the red room, red curtains, and red crystal as symbols of his wealth and opulence. The lyrics also touch on his encounters with law enforcement, insinuating that they are constantly surveilling him.
The chorus reinforces the theme of drug dealing, with references to "pitching" and moving from place to place with illicit substances. The lyrics express a sense of confidence and defiance in the face of potential danger.
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@tigerace43
Cam one of the most underrated rappers. Period.
@antmeh2461
I'm last
@Blizzle6998
My got dam role model
@rasclark1095
B.I.G. knew
@mtdubdachamp6917
This was a crazy time in hip-hop. Remember I used to bag up weed to this shit thinking I was a big dog π€£π€£π€£π― but this whole album smack
@ShrimplessScampi
ππππ itβs like that sometimes. Nigga thought he was Nino Brown π
@Ro-68
On bro 8 9th grade early servinπ
@JohnJones-tc7vj
This song was uploaded 10 years ago yesterday. 05/04/2009.
STILL HERE LISTENIN TO THIS THANK GOD FOR TEN MORE YEARS OF LIFE
@BloodAngel313
All my neighbors now know every word to this song..we jus cookin up homie.we jus cookin up. Camron will forever one of the best lyricists imo. A real NY RAP sound. Original. Him and Dipset
@justkhail
"I'm Killa. You Andre Miller, got a basic game."