U Gotta Love It
Cam'ron feat. Max B Lyrics
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Ok First off, you a bitch nigga
Only reason I'm doin this
I'ma jus name 5 reasons real quick, got a hundred fifty
First - you stole Roc-A-Fella from Dame
Second - you stole Kanye from Dame
Third - you stole Roc-A-Wear from Dame
Forth - I seen the nigga throw that diamond up before them shots was fired
I had to turn the beat off for this
You talkin bout you a 80's baby
You 37 years old, you was born in 1968 and I open the daily news
How's the king of new york rocking sandals with jeans?
Open toe sandals with choncletas with jeans on
How's the king of New York rocking sandals with jeans and he 42 years old?
Back to business
[Verse 1: Cam'Ron]
You ain't the only one with big wallets
Got it, my shits brollic, dot it
But your publishing should go to Mrs. Wallace
Honest. Stealing +BIG+ shit, he made 2 albums, you wildin
And he can't dress dog who styled 'em
It was Roc-a-Wear, when Dame had it
Now you got it, call it +Cock-a-wear+,(you got it on) huh not in here (nope)
Dead it pronto, you won't see a car. No
Dame and Biggs bitch for years, now you Juan hoe
(Go to Lennox & Broadway you dumb ass nigga)
He own the 40/40 got you in Atlantic City
Bitched your budget outta baseline, goddamn it's pretty
You love a Harlem nigga we get it cookin' it's true
But now I look we got more dudes in Brooklyn then you
Appar-ently right? Down in Jeezy video
I shoulda kissed you on the cheek, you a pretty ho (ask Weezy, Weezy was there)
At Jaz video you starred in it, Peter Pan (Hawaiian Sophie)
I was hopping off the greyhound, Peter Pan
(Call him Hawaiian Sophie from now on)
How could he be the man? (huh)
Only reason fam I don't suck dick or kiss ass and I'm consided, damn
But we hawk yo, right where you walk ho (right where you walk)
You can fool the rest of the world long as New York know
We put you underground clown ain't gone check to sell-us (cellars)
I know he 40 years old, I don't respect my elders
I respect the hustlers, plus the grinders and the sellers
Yous a customer buster, here go jet propellers
[Chorus 2X: Max B]
You gotta hate us the way we getting this paper
All my niggaz is coming strait from minimum wages
Niggaz dick ridin the dips steady tryin to play us (Quit trying to spray us)
But for robbery we gotta new flavor (DipSet)
In 40th niggaz we tote them guns (DipSet)
This is 40th nigga we from the slums(DipSet)
Pushin 40 nigga you not the one
It's Killa Season holla at a nigga cause here it come
[Verse 2: Cam'Ron]
Killa! Let's go
Who can fuck with me? No mammal, but we tote handles
Atcha open toe sandals, and you look like Joe Camel (go smoke some cigarettes)
Off of Rocafella right? no contact
But Busta fly joints, they put us out the contract
I left the label right, lot of cats wonder how
Everytime I diss that label I get fined a hundred thou'
Jus for tellin y'all I get fined a hundred thou' (This is crazy)
Huh them cats are ill, 5 times a half a mil
Wanna play like a bumper sticker smack a grill
Paul Wall cap a grill but them cats are daffy dills (put flowers on them niggaz)
East coast west coast slang yo cap ya peel
Down in Houston ask be I'ma mack forreal
Heck you tell me, respect, better dwell me
Beyonce fiance, check my 2nd LP (check my second album)
I might bring it back, that's your girl, that's your world
Had the thing, fucking singing bout slinging crack (word)
Mr. Rocafella stop, stop, stop it fellas (stop)
Still got our acapellas, but I will Akinel her
"Put it in ya mouth-Put it in ya mouth"
It ain't my fault I'm raw
I'm sorry be but I want a war
And he stabbed "Un" (Lance Rivera) over Charli Baltimore (fucking faggot)
Sucker for love, nuh-nuh sucker for love
Killa bitch go to trial handy stuff in the glove
I'ma hop in the bed, dog gon jus pop off her head (you know what is is)
Tell "Oh Jay-Z chill, Cochran is dead"
[Chorus]
[Ontro 1: Cam'Ron]
Y'all niggaz don't want it with us man
This just round one, 15 rounds be
We ready you ain't gone bluff us at no concert, sell out 25 thou'
Actin like you gon diss us
You got anthrax over there man, and we George Bush man
You ain't gone Sadam Hussein it
Acting like you got something over there
You doing what Ma$e did, you making super songs man
Let it out man, we ready for 15 rounds man [fades out]
In the song "You Gotta Love It," Cam'ron criticizes an unnamed person, believed to be Jay-Z, for stealing from Dame Dash and Roc-A-Fella Records. He points out several grievances he has with the artist, accusing him of stealing Roc-A-Fella and its related brands from Dame Dash and throwing up the Roc sign before shots were fired, among other things. Cam'ron also drags the artist for being 37 years old and wearing open-toed sandals with jeans, an outfit he considers unbecoming of a king.
Cam'ron's main point is that he doesn't respect the unnamed artist because he hasn't earned his place in the industry through hard work and honoring his business relationships. Cam'ron also takes the opportunity to call out the artist's age, clothing choices, and general behavior, seemingly trying to undermine his credibility as a rapper and businessman.
The song caused controversy at the time of its release, with many speculating that the unnamed artist was Jay-Z. Jay-Z never responded to the song, though Cam'ron continued to bring up their issues in subsequent interviews. The song is considered a classic diss track and showcases Cam'ron's ability to use witty wordplay and clever rhymes to take down his opponents.
Line by Line Meaning
Ok First off, you a bitch nigga
The singer is calling the listener a weak and cowardly person
First - you stole Roc-A-Fella from Dame
The listener is accused of taking control of a record label from its rightful owner
Second - you stole Kanye from Dame
The listener is accused of separating a musician from his former business associate
Third - you stole Roc-A-Wear from Dame
The listener is accused of taking ownership of a clothing brand that used to belong to someone else
Forth - I seen the nigga throw that diamond up before them shots was fired
The listener is accused of giving a hand signal that may have led to a violent confrontation
Fifth - hold on, turn the beat off
The singer requests the music to be paused to address the listener more seriously
You talkin' bout you a '80s baby
The listener claims to have been born in the 1980s, but the singer disputes this
You 37 years old, you was born in 1968
The artist reveals what they believe is the true age and birth year of the listener, which contradicts their previous claim
How's the king of new york rocking sandals with jeans?
The listener is criticized for their fashion choices given their supposed status as a leader of hip-hop culture in New York City
Back to business
The artist refocuses on making accusations against the listener
You ain't the only one with big wallets
The listener is reminded that the singer is also financially successful
But your publishing should go to Mrs. Wallace
The artist thinks that the estate of Notorious B.I.G. should be the rightful owner of some of the listener's music profits
Stealing +BIG+ shit, he made 2 albums, you wildin
The listener is accused of plagiarizing the works of Notorious B.I.G., which they have commercially profited from
Now you got it, call it +Cock-a-wear+
The singer criticizes the name and quality of a clothing brand that the listener is associated with
I know he 40 years old, I don't respect my elders
The singer does not hold the listener in high esteem despite them being older, which is often a sign of respect in some cultures
You gotta hate us the way we getting this paper
The artist claims that some people dislike them because of their success in acquiring wealth
This is 40th nigga we from the slums
The artist identifies a particular area of New York City that they come from and associates it with poverty
Who can fuck with me? No mammal, but we tote handles
The singer boasts of their confidence in their ability to defend themselves using weapons
Every time I diss that label I get fined a hundred thou'
The singer claims to have been penalized by a record label for speaking ill of them in public
Sucker for love, nuh-nuh sucker for love
The artist mocks the listener for being a romantic and willing to do anything for love
Killa bitch go to trial handy stuff in the glove
The artist makes a violent threat against someone, suggesting they would carry a weapon to a legal proceeding
You doing what Ma$e did, you making super songs man
The artist compares the listener to another rapper who they believe is selling out by making more commercially successful music
We ready for 15 rounds man
The singer expresses their confidence in their ability to continue fighting against the listener and their supporters
Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: CAMERON GILES, JERRY GOLDSMITH, JOHN LEE CHRISTOPHER, STEPHEN HACKER
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Brenden White
Cam a straight legend n the game. - entered the game, created a lane - truly put his peoples on - got stupid bars and timeless music - starred in a hood classic movie
Kenneth Hunt
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Kareem Darweesh
Zzz
Joe Byron
Killa Season was fireee true New Yorkers know wassup π« ππΎ
Skooter Boot
Two hood classic movies paid n full and killer season πͺπΎπ―
Nerd But Gangsta
The fact that Camron put wearing sandals with jeans on the same level as shady business practices and attempted murder is precisely why he's the GOAT
TaliBan Goon
Chancletas! π π©΄
Joe Byron
Having thongs on your feet as man is CRAZY ππ
dboyedoe
you can justify attempted murder, but not sandals with jeans lmfaoooooo
Humboldt530
Haha yeah shits wild! Dudes who be rockin those are straight lames off top. I donβt even gotta meet you if I see that, thatβs all I needa kno right there haha