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.
My Hood
Cam'ron Lyrics
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You do what you do where you live
I do what i do where i live
That's what makes me nigga, and that's just the way it is nigga
uhh, Killer, uhh, Prease, uhh, Vacant Lot, Diplomat, uhh
Killer, family nigga, yo, uhh, Killer, uhh, yo yo yo...
(verse one) {:28}
But get arrested but get respected
Piss infested, dislexic
Take caution money, for extortion money
Girls fate just for abortion money
Honey no day you'll play me on
Flip water, nuttin' like avion
Type a shit my niggas get gravy on
Money missin', might find your baby gone
The way we bond, Cam got ta spray these arms
Have you relocate, like Kay Reconn (?)
Crazy don, crazy cons girl fuck
Put they ladies on, me i'll go crazy on?
One chick told me give her a loan
Shit, only thing i leave you is alone
Indeed you could bone, lemme read you a poem
Mom no good for ya, it's da hood for ya
(chorus) {1:09}
My hood (hood!), hoes (hoes!), thugs (thugs!)
What it is it good for? absolutely nothin' nothin' nothin'...
My hood (hood!), guns (guns!), drugs (drugs!)
What it is it good for? absolutely nothin' nothin' nothin'...
yo yo yo
(verse two) {1:30}
Now it's gangs out here
Cats pass we flaggin', blue n red rags we braggin
Look out y'all, here the padon wagon
Cops or punks, hit em with the pump
Nigga want to front, Killer give 'em what they want
Roll 'em up in the rug, dump they body in the trunk
Eat hoe heat low kill slow like mosquito
Now we dead if i ever did doubt of her
You want these streets? tryin' to get out of 'em
Gotta leave 'fore they see Cam fold
Where they don't speak Englas or Espaniol, no
Where i go they don't spit that rap, they say
"Ching chang maka halia"
Yeah, shit like that!
Get my gat, click my clack
Cam's killin' this, i write for niggas
Am i a vantriloquiste?
Ya feelin' this, niggas pump ya krills ta dis
Be carefull, Harlem World will get this
(chorus) {2:12}
My hood (hood!), hoes (hoes!), thugs (thugs!)
What it is it good for? absolutely nothin' nothin' nothin'...
My hood (hood!), guns (guns!), drugs (drugs!)
What it is it good for? absolutely nothin' nothin' nothin'...
yo yo yo...
(verse three) {2:38}
Cats want to talk shit, i don't throw back trash at 'em
I come through in a drop top, laugh at 'em
Wit the girls behind me, bout ta throw a pass at 'em
They with me stupid, now Ma, blast at 'em
Cats fire when i'm walkin' by like JFK junior, y'all talkin' fly
I give em Macaulay Culkin lie, Dolly Parton high, they all can buy
Got it for sale
And i don't run the crack spot
Opperation is a jag drop, rag mop, access with a laptop
One of the have-nots to brick money
Then i came through in the six yummy
Ya whole click sick tummy
But be carefull, out in this game
Buyers, supliers, yo they wearin' wires
But come up in the world, if i twirl you fry
Got killed like a bitch hair; curled and dyed
(chorus) {3:20}
My hood (hood!), hoes (hoes!), thugs (thugs!)
What it is it good for? absolutely nothin' nothin' nothin'...
My hood (hood!), guns (guns!), drugs (drugs!)
What it is it good for? absolutely nothin' nothin' nothin'...
{repeat x2}
(outro) {3:38}
Yo yo yo, yo this for every hood
Every poverty, my whole NYC Harlem eastside
My cats down in ATL you win! keep it krump Miami
Keep it off the chain, Cat Gatti i see you in Green Borough
Get money, VA my guys out in CHI-town, the whole cali
Westside, LA, bay area, Dego, Houston, Dallas, Memphis
Keep it krump, Detroit, i see everybody
Every hood, every ghetto, everything is a poverty
We love y'all, Dip-Set, Killer Cam, Jim Jones, Freaky, hoooo!
In Cam'ron's song My Hood, he raps about his life in Harlem and how he navigates the dangers, violence, and poverty of his neighborhood. He touches on various themes such as drugs, gang wars, police brutality, and the struggles of everyday living. The song is a representation of Cam'ron's pride in his neighborhood and how he has managed to survive despite the odds stacked against him.
In the first verse, Cam'ron talks about how kids in his area are caught up in illegal activities and how they try to make a living in dangerous ways. He also talks about how women are forced to take drastic measures to make money and how the hood is the only home he knows. In the chorus, he reflects on how the hood is synonymous with drugs, guns, and crime, and that there is nothing good that comes out of it. In the second verse, he raps about gang warfare and police brutality, and how he has to be careful to avoid conflict. Finally, in the third verse, he boasts about his success and how he has managed to escape the harsh realities of the hood.
The song is a reflection of Cam'ron's life as an artist who has managed to maintain his relevance in the rap industry for over two decades. It is also an accolade to his hometown, which has shaped his music and identity. The song has a mix of hard instrumentals, aggressive delivery, and catchy hook, which has made it popular among hip-hop fans. Additionally, the lyrics address issues that affect many minority groups globally.
Line by Line Meaning
Where i'm from kids get it hectic
The place where I live is violent and dangerous
But get arrested but get respected
Getting arrested in my neighborhood earns you the respect of others
Piss infested, dislexic
The neighborhood is dirty and uneducated
Take caution money, for extortion money
You have to pay extra money to avoid being extorted
Girls fate just for abortion money
Girls are forced to have abortions for money
The way we bond, Cam got ta spray these arms
I have to protect myself and my friends with weapons because we're bonded by our shared experiences in the neighborhood
Have you relocate, like Kay Reconn (?)
If you cross me in my neighborhood, I'll make sure you have to move away
One chick told me give her a loan
A woman asked me for money
Shit, only thing i leave you is alone
I can't give you any help
Indeed you could bone, lemme read you a poem
I could have sex with you, but instead I'm going to recite a poem
Cam's killin' this, i write for niggas
I'm really good at rapping and writing songs for people in my neighborhood
Cats want to talk shit, i don't throw back trash at 'em
If someone talks badly about me, I won't engage in a meaningless argument with them
I come through in a drop top, laugh at 'em
I drive by them in an expensive car and laugh at their jealous reactions
And i don't run the crack spot
I'm not in charge of the drug-dealing operation in my neighborhood
One of the have-nots to brick money
I've gone from being poor to making a lot of money selling drugs
Buyers, supliers, yo they wearin' wires
People who buy and sell drugs in my neighborhood are often wearing wires for the police
Got killed like a bitch hair; curled and dyed
People who betray me get killed, just like curled and dyed hair curls up and dies
Yo this for every hood
This song is dedicated to people who live in impoverished neighborhoods everywhere
Every poverty, my whole NYC Harlem eastside
I'm representing for everyone who lives in poverty in the eastern part of Harlem
Keep it off the chain
Keep things exciting and fun
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: CAMERON GILES, DON BLACKMAN, BARRETT STRONG, NORMAN WHITFIELD
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