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.
It's Nothin
Cam'ron Lyrics
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Killa, this is a remix (remix)
Killa Cam (Killa Cam)
Featuring Hell Rell (Ruger Rell)
Let's do it, It's Nothin' Remix
Verse 1
Cam'ron:
Check the sweats pocks (pocks)
Got a knot in there the size of a X-Box (Box)
Y'all niggaz bet' not, headshot, red dot
These chicks are Betty and Wilma, hear me, make they bed rock
(Get 'em girl) My half-black and Italian wifey
Rocks all colors brother, my Italian icey
I say (Get 'em girl) her diamonds out a diamond mine
I don't even like to rhyme, love, but love this life of mine
Glare at the gems, yes stare at 'em friend
Take a good look, cuz I swear, I won't wear 'em again
These are one-time wear, earrings are one-time pair
One time for one-time, damn, look how one time stares
Space in Baltimore, place the order, replace the quarter y'all
These fiends are chasing waterfalls
Here's a O of some'n, bro your so disgusting
Yes ya older buzzen number 1, no discussion
And you know I'm stuntin' (stuntin')
I got it all, crack, coke, dope, Sizzurp, Robittusin
The blam-blammer with Santana, leave Cam alone
For this man jam ya, scrams ya damn camera phone
'Bout to introduce his ass to the hammer-phone
Smash not, smile holmes, dial-tone, flatline (line)
Gun in his mouth, call that the chat-line
Bought my niggaz watches, that's how we pass time
Hook
Hell Rell:
Point the Llamas at the squealers, it's nothin' (It's nothin')
A few Ferrari's out the dealer, it's nothin' (It's nothin')
Man it's so easy to Killa, it's nothin'
Y'all already know how the Dipset does it, buzzen
Things moving on the block, it's nothin' (It's nothin')
Another home, a new yacht, it's nothin' (It's nothin')
They frontin', we not but it's nothin'
Y'all already know how the Dipset does it, buzzen
Verse 2
Cam'ron:
Yo Rell I got a body in the trunk (Why)
Ain't no coke, papi in a slump
And I'm cocky with the pump and the shotty, kamikaze
Body after body chump, y'all probably gettin' jumped
I'm in the lobby gettin' drunk and the weed produce a foul odor
Thou sober, papi calls, "Drought over"
Owe 28, old school, I top mine, cop mine
The block fine, Yahtzee, yacht time
I polly with Molly, ask mommy if Sherri could
Come to the crib, I live in Halle Barry hood
Floors marble, cabinets Cherrywood
Dishes Gemstar, in other words, very good
Speakin' of good, I'm good with the semi
Blow wood with the Henny, in the hood like a Hemi nigga
You too feminine, took over 2 tenaments
With, cookies and cakes, the brand new Entenmann's
We truly gentlemen, since I had the Grey Goose
Now I mix Grey Goose with Sizzurp, we gremblins
Cuz of cake mix, 10 homes, 8 whips
But the 8 whips I'm 'bout to trade for a spaceship
Call me NASA man, insides plasma fam
I got a warrant, I'm in orbit, come after Cam
You gotta adore it, I explore it, just like Dora
Take the order, gift-wrap it, Bora Bora
Hook
The lyrics to Cam'ron Feat. Hell Rell's song "It's Nothin" paint a picture of a lavish and extravagant lifestyle that the artists are living. The verses are filled with boasts about wealth, jewelry, and material possessions. Cam'ron starts off by bragging about the large sum of cash he has hidden in his socks and the expensive items he can afford, such as a diamond necklace the size of an X-Box. He also emphasizes his relationship with his half-black and Italian wife, who rocks all kinds of luxurious jewelry.
As the song progresses, Cam'ron continues to flaunt his wealth and make references to the drug trade. He mentions having a stash of drugs and being involved in illegal activities, indicating his status as a street hustler. He also mentions his affiliation with the Dipset crew and their reputation for handling business on the block.
The hook, performed by Hell Rell, reinforces the themes of wealth and success, mentioning expensive cars, homes, and yachts. Both Cam'ron and Hell Rell express their confidence and dominance in the rap game, asserting that their success comes effortlessly and that others are simply fronting.
Overall, "It's Nothin" is a braggadocious anthem that showcases the opulent lifestyle and street reputation of Cam'ron and Hell Rell.
Line by Line Meaning
Cash in the sweat socks (socks)
I hide my money in my socks
Check the sweats pocks (pocks)
Look at the bulges in my sweatpants pockets
Got a knot in there the size of a X-Box (Box)
I have a large amount of money in there like an X-Box
Y'all niggaz bet' not, headshot, red dot
Don't mess with us or you'll get shot in the head
These chicks are Betty and Wilma, hear me, make they bed rock
These girls are really into me, they love having sex with me
(Get 'em girl) My half-black and Italian wifey
My wife is half-black and Italian
Rocks all colors brother, my Italian icey
Her jewelry is very expensive and shiny
I say (Get 'em girl) her diamonds out a diamond mine
She wears diamonds that are mined from a diamond mine
I don't even like to rhyme, love, but love this life of mine
I don't even enjoy rapping, but I love my extravagant lifestyle
Glare at the gems, yes stare at 'em friend
Admire the expensive jewels I'm wearing
Take a good look, cuz I swear, I won't wear 'em again
This is a one-time only fashion statement, I won't wear them again
These are one-time wear, earrings are one-time pair
These earrings are meant to be worn only once
One time for one-time, damn, look how one time stares
This is a rare opportunity, appreciate it
Space in Baltimore, place the order, replace the quarter y'all
I have a drug operation in Baltimore, I replenish my supply
These fiends are chasing waterfalls
Drug addicts are desperate for drugs
Here's a O of some'n, bro your so disgusting
Here's an ounce of drugs, you're so addicted
Yes ya older buzzen number 1, no discussion
You're an old and washed-up junkie, no argument
And you know I'm stuntin' (stuntin')
I'm showing off and being flashy
I got it all, crack, coke, dope, Sizzurp, Robittusin
I have all types of drugs, including prescription cough syrup
The blam-blammer with Santana, leave Cam alone
I have a gun with a silencer, leave me alone
For this man jam ya, scrams ya damn camera phone
I will harm you if you take pictures of me
'Bout to introduce his ass to the hammer-phone
I'm going to beat him up with a gun
Smash not, smile holmes, dial-tone, flatline (line)
I'll hurt you and leave you lifeless
Gun in his mouth, call that the chat-line
I'm threatening someone by putting a gun in their mouth
Bought my niggaz watches, that's how we pass time
I buy expensive watches for my friends to show off
Point the Llamas at the squealers, it's nothin' (It's nothin')
We threaten those who snitch without hesitation
A few Ferrari's out the dealer, it's nothin' (It's nothin')
Buying multiple Ferraris is nothing to us
Man it's so easy to Killa, it's nothin'
It's effortless for me to kill, it means nothing to me
Y'all already know how the Dipset does it, buzzen
You already know how our crew, Dipset, operates
Things moving on the block, it's nothin' (It's nothin')
Illegal activities are happening on the street, it's nothing to us
Another home, a new yacht, it's nothin' (It's nothin')
Buying more properties and a yacht is nothing to us
They frontin', we not but it's nothin'
They are pretending, we are not, but it means nothing
Yo Rell I got a body in the trunk (Why)
Hey Rell, I have a dead body in the trunk of my car
Ain't no coke, papi in a slump
There's no cocaine, I'm feeling down
And I'm cocky with the pump and the shotty, kamikaze
I'm confident with my gun and ready to self-destruct
Body after body chump, y'all probably gettin' jumped
I keep killing people, you guys might get attacked
I'm in the lobby gettin' drunk and the weed produce a foul odor
I'm drinking in the hotel lobby and the weed smells bad
Thou sober, papi calls, "Drought over"
I'm not sober anymore, drugs are available again
Owe 28, old school, I top mine, cop mine
I owe $28, but I can make more money by selling drugs
The block fine, Yahtzee, yacht time
The neighborhood is in good shape, time to go on my yacht
I polly with Molly, ask mommy if Sherri could
I hang out with Molly (a drug) and ask my girlfriend if her friend Sherri can join
Come to the crib, I live in Halle Barry hood
Come to my house, I live in a wealthy neighborhood like Halle Berry
Floors marble, cabinets Cherrywood
The floors are made of marble, the cabinets are made of Cherrywood
Dishes Gemstar, in other words, very good
The dishes are expensive and high-quality
Speakin' of good, I'm good with the semi
Speaking of being skilled, I'm skilled with a semi-automatic gun
Blow wood with the Henny, in the hood like a Hemi nigga
I smoke marijuana and drink Hennessy in the neighborhood like a fast muscle car
You too feminine, took over 2 tenaments
You are acting too soft, I took control of two buildings
With, cookies and cakes, the brand new Entenmann's
I'm making a lot of money from selling drugs
We truly gentlemen, since I had the Grey Goose
We are true gentlemen, ever since I started drinking Grey Goose vodka
Now I mix Grey Goose with Sizzurp, we gremblins
Now I mix Grey Goose with cough syrup, we act crazy
Cuz of cake mix, 10 homes, 8 whips
Because of the drug money, I own 10 houses and 8 cars
But the 8 whips I'm 'bout to trade for a spaceship
I'm going to sell the 8 cars and buy a spaceship
Call me NASA man, insides plasma fam
Call me NASA man, my car has fancy technology
I got a warrant, I'm in orbit, come after Cam
I have a criminal record, I'm unstoppable, try to catch me
You gotta adore it, I explore it, just like Dora
You have to admire it, I explore the world like Dora the Explorer
Take the order, gift-wrap it, Bora Bora
I take your order, package it nicely, like a vacation in Bora Bora
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: DAMON BLACKMON, CAMERON GILES, LARON JAMES
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@goodvibestv707
THIS SHIT IS A FUCKING CLASSIC & A Banger Till this DAY
@julianhoward4745
PREACH PREACHER PREACH 🤚🤚🤚
@kingjackson8096
U still here 👀 In 21
@MetalNRock
Facts
@dynomiteJAH
I came back
@diplomats031
@JULIAN HOWARD yessir 💪🏾
@slimarkane5735
Juelz hook sealed the deal on this track 🔥🔥🔥
@bigleaper2
This song help me drop outta college🤣🤣🤣
@indieeducationmedia
wise !
@sonnyrico6905
Cam'ron talking some real shit, as usual. Harlem's greatest forever