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.
Double Up
Cam'ron Lyrics
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Yo y'all niggaz wit the muscle y'all get clapped in the tussle
I'mma hustler, not a rapper bitch, rap is my hustle
Show a little booby boy know yo, we the 1st teen millionaires in Harlem
Since rich and poor, you don't know, get to know
Ain't takin shit to left, Jimmy Jones likes my cock
Right back to the block and cock, it ain't hop and scotch
It's pop and scotch, in a bar they go shot for shot,
Me and my codie on a O-Z, we go rock for rock,
Me and my codie on a role we go rock for rock,
You souped up, think I'm easy to touch,
Then you been watchin' a little bit of TV, too much,
Lots of rhymes, so you see my ass lots of times
On the corner still, like I ain't got a dime
Autographs not the kind to be signin' the crap,
Here's a CD, slash here's a dime of that crack
Chorus:
Nigga double up, keep all guns double clutch,
Shoot at yo feet, make you jump like double dutch,
New York baby, for you matchbox nigga'z
Take away the french fry, snack box niggaz
Verse 2:
I know lookin at my jewerly is scarrin yo brain
Not to mention Jada Pinkett over parkin' the range
(Yo that's Will Smith girl) naw she's part of my chain
Pardon my game, car gettin washed in the rain
Runnin yo trap, that'll get you one in yo back
The hood that I had, had to take the good with the bad
Like Joe on the run, put his fuckin P O it's done
Low on his funds, had to get the coke or the guns
Word to the wise, killa Cam, I heard of them guys
Diplomat, crisp black, yo convertible fives
Rims on the wheel, to drive down shows in the South
Rap ain't that great neither, I got coke to give out
Stroke to give out, motherfuckin smoke to give out
Hoes to give out, naw we ain't over this route
Back on the street, Jimmy get the crack on the street
Tour over motherfucka let's get back on our feet
Chorus 2x
Verse 3: Un (whispering)
Ay yo it's un bitch shhhhh it's un bitch
CEO joint bitches, punk bitches
I'mma let you know so you get it right
I don't rap nigga but I'mma spit it right
Make a nigga, go to church and pray
Nigga'z first day, and his first deal
Leased his first beamer now y'all tussle
2 against 4, now on y'all youngsta'z
Gone respond, walk out the rusty
Car, what y'all stand on, fuck the tabloids
Y'all little men, I be Un man
??? Charli Baltimore and Lil' Kim
And y'all can't see these flows,
If you wanna be stars see the CEO
chorus
In the first verse of "Double Up" by Cam'ron, the rapper boasts about his hustling skills and explains that rap is his way of making money. He mentions that he and his crew are the first teen millionaires in Harlem, and he warns that those who try to mess with them will get shot. Cam'ron addresses the ladies and brags about his sexual prowess while also making references to drug dealing. In the chorus, he encourages others to "double up" on their weapons and shoot at people's feet like in a game of "double dutch." He also takes a dig at those who aren't from New York, labeling them as "matchbox nigga'z" who don't belong in the city.
In verse two, Cam'ron continues to brag about his wealth and success, making mention of his expensive jewelry and Jada Pinkett (who he claims is a part of his chain). He warns those who talk too much and encourages listeners to take the good with the bad. The rapper also takes aim at those who criticize his mediocre rap skills, saying that he has cocaine to give out (implying that he's more interested in drug deals than making music). In the third verse, an unidentified person (possibly Cam'ron himself) brags about his CEO status and warns his competition to stay in line.
Line by Line Meaning
Yo y'all niggaz wit the muscle y'all get clapped in the tussle
If you think your strength will get you through, you're mistaken and will regret it.
I'mma hustler, not a rapper bitch, rap is my hustle
I'm not in rap for fame or fun - this is all business.
Show a little booby boy know yo, we the 1st teen millionaires in Harlem
We were young and we made our money by any means necessary.
Since rich and poor, you don't know, get to know
We've seen it all, from riches to poverty - don't underestimate our knowledge and experience.
Ain't takin shit to left, Jimmy Jones likes my cock
I'm not gonna put up with nonsense, and my friend Jimmy likes my style.
Right back to the block and cock, it ain't hop and scotch
After rapping, I'm back on the streets and armed - it's a dangerous lifestyle.
It's pop and scotch, in a bar they go shot for shot,
Drinking and partying is violent and intense in our world.
Matter of fact, outside the bar they go shot for shot
Even beyond the bar, fighting and shooting is a reality.
Me and my codie on a O-Z, we go rock for rock,
My partner and I share everything, including drugs.
Me and my codie on a role we go rock for rock,
We stick together and share the risks and rewards.
You souped up, think I'm easy to touch,
You're overconfident and underestimate me.
Then you been watchin' a little bit of TV, too much,
Your perception of reality is skewed by media.
Lots of rhymes, so you see my ass lots of times
My lyrics are plentiful and well-known.
On the corner still, like I ain't got a dime
I'm still on the streets, doing what I have to do to stay afloat.
Autographs not the kind to be signin' the crap,
I won't sign anything that isn't worth my time or recognition.
Here's a CD, slash here's a dime of that crack
I don't need to promote myself with autographs - take a CD, or a bit of my product.
I know lookin at my jewerly is scarrin yo brain
My flashy jewelry might shock you or dazzle you.
Not to mention Jada Pinkett over parkin' the range
I'm not just loaded - I'm connected to wealthy and famous people, too.
(Yo that's Will Smith girl) naw she's part of my chain
That's not just anyone - that's a part of me and my image.
Pardon my game, car gettin washed in the rain
I'm just living my life in a luxurious, ostentatious way.
Runnin yo trap, that'll get you one in yo back
Don't mess with me or talk behind my back, or you'll suffer the consequences.
The hood that I had, had to take the good with the bad
Growing up in a rough neighborhood wasn't easy, but I learned from it.
Like Joe on the run, put his fuckin P O it's done
If you're running from the law, you'll eventually get caught - it's inevitable.
Low on his funds, had to get the coke or the guns
To survive or thrive, sometimes you have to turn to illegal means.
Word to the wise, killa Cam, I heard of them guys
I know what I'm talking about - I'm no fool.
Diplomat, crisp black, yo convertible fives
I have a style and an image that sets me apart and makes me successful.
Rims on the wheel, to drive down shows in the South
I have fancy cars and I travel to entertain.
Rap ain't that great neither, I got coke to give out
Don't put rappers on a pedestal - I'm making real money with drugs.
Stroke to give out, motherfuckin smoke to give out
I'm generous with my products and my time - I'll help others out.
Hoes to give out, naw we ain't over this route
I still have women and pleasure to pursue.
Back on the street, Jimmy get the crack on the street
After touring, it's back to hustling and selling drugs.
Tour over motherfucka let's get back on our feet
No time to waste - let's get back to work and make more money.
Ay yo it's un bitch shhhhh it's un bitch CEO joint bitches, punk bitches
I'm taking charge and I won't take any disrespect.
I'mma let you know so you get it right, I don't rap nigga but I'mma spit it right
Don't underestimate my skills or my power - I might not be a rapper, but I'm talented.
Make a nigga, go to church and pray, Nigga'z first day, and his first deal
My presence alone can make a difference in someone's life - I have power over people.
Leased his first beamer now y'all tussle, 2 against 4, now on y'all youngsta'z
People may be envious or resentful of my success, but I won't back down.
Gone respond, walk out the rusty, Car, what y'all stand on, fuck the tabloids
I won't just sit still and let others speak badly of me - I'll fight back.
Y'all little men, I be Un man, ??? Charli Baltimore and Lil' Kim
Compared to me, my enemies are small and insignificant - I'm powerful and know famous people.
And y'all can't see these flows, If you wanna be stars see the CEO
You don't have the skills or insight that I do, so watch me and learn from me.
Nigga double up, keep all guns double clutch,
Be prepared for anything and always have a backup.
Shoot at yo feet, make you jump like double dutch,
I'm not above violent means to control others - I'll make you dance to my tune.
New York baby, for you matchbox nigga'z, Take away the french fry, snack box niggaz
I'm from New York and I'm better than anyone else - especially losers who eat fast food.
Lyrics Β© Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: CAMERON GILES, DARRELL BRANCH, PHILLIP A. MITCHELL, RONNIE JAMES
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