Cam'ron shares his story about Halle Berry/Interview

[Sikotic™]

OMG that shit is priceless hahahahahahahahahaah

Look at how happy that fugly bitch is and how disappointed he looks

LMFAO!!!!!!!!!!!

[Kill]

LMAO at that pic, the expression in his face is the shit LOL

[Jimmy Cash2120]

LMAO at that pic, the expression in his face is the shit LOL

[Elevz]

When was the first time you had sex?
Actually, the first person I ever had sex with was my baby mama. My son is four now. I was thirteen, we were at her mother’s house.

So Camron is seventeen? Or is that just poorly worded, cuz i know hes gotta be pushin 30

Poorly Worded.


 REAL NAME: Cameron Giles
 BIRTHDAY: February 4, 1976

That just means he's stayed true to his baby mama for like 15 years?

[::Mr. Hahn::]

Anyone hear his latest Purple Haze album?

I dont even understand what hes rapping about half the time, its irrelevant jibberish!

[Matrix Heart]

Anyone hear his latest Purple Haze album?

I dont even understand what hes rapping about half the time, its irrelevant jibberish!

Don't call it jibberish because you don't understand.

[smartass]

Anyone hear his latest Purple Haze album?

I dont even understand what hes rapping about half the time, its irrelevant jibberish!

Don't call it jibberish because you don't understand.

its about time someone else realizes this...of course a bunch of white boys and asians arent going to understand SLANG from the HOOD of HARLEM

if you want to talk about someone who spits gibberish, why dont we talk about ghostface killah?
this nigga has admitted in the source that he just makes stuff up. i dare someone to try and make sense out of the song nutmeg. he makes no sense whatsoever, he just puts words together to rhyme.
*listens to ob4cl* thats probably the last time he actually made sense.

"i treat bitches straight up, like simon says, open vagina, put ya legs behind ya head
cop me air ones hun, lime and red, you got pets? me too, mines is dead, doggie
fox, minks, gators, thats neccessary, accessories, my closests pet cemetary"

camron is the only nigga besides sadat x who can be that funny and that ill at the same time...too bad no one else will ever admit it...then again this is the same place where people think game has talent and camron is the worst rapper to ever grab a mic....

[Ðøšïå]

That rooti, tooti, fruity, Louie, what I usually do (what's this?)
This that jump, stop, breathe, whoody-who
Gats in the truck
Platt, platt, pass to a duck
I'm the menace, owe me money, tat, tat, tat, what the fuck
(You ome me money motherfucker!?)
Ya'll reppin' that 5 still
I'm reppin' that 5 mill
Neverland, thriller, Killa Cam, Jackson 5 bill (so what!)
Lets style a bit, Italian shit, $5000 spent
Show you how to get that powder shit
Filed the fifth, jet out of it
My proud of what is yo' turn, Jim so burned
Live bitch, why kiss, on my wrist a glowworm ($50,000)
And I keep heat, cause in these streets (what you hear?)
Just hear woop, woop, whant, whant, beep, beep (that's the cops)
And you rumble, never, me, hit a humble diva (a few of 'em)
And I stay with the white, I got Jungle Fever (nose candy)
So tell Lucccaay (what)
That her boobi's, loco, cookie monster, who he (who am I?)
I'm the 1 the rep the set
Left to left, death to death
You be yellow-taped, outlined, etch-a-sketched..
Killa


he has the comedy part down now he needs to work on the being ill part.

[Matrix Heart]

BITCH! Uh!
Killa! Uh!
Dipset Bitch!
The Union(Uh huh!)
Harlem! Killa!
(Leave me alone....let me just live my life)
Part 2!

I be like Move........Get out the way
Cuz I move bricks, get out the yay
And it's 2 clips, I get out the play(man!)
For a few chips, I get out n' spray(Bla-kow!)
It's more then shrimps, it's whores and pimps(pimps)
The difference in our crimes, yours attempts
Attempt burglary, attempt theft, you just begun
Im grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy,murder one
electric chair I don't deserve the fun
But I get the dough, shit I might splurge on one
Now I know alotta styles, some see
But listen, stop it child it's a done dee
I come to ya block, stop and style one vee
Gators straight from +Crocodile Dundee+
No rubber sole, hardwood bastard
Fitted, Legitted, +Hardwood Classic+
Killa! Uh!
(Leave me alone....let me just live my life,just leave me alone)
Uh, That shit you talk don't move me nadda
The dudes with the cubes be proper
Uzi pop, you news and choppers
It's truly liva, who knew we prosper
The game's a bitch, woo we got our
shoes, Louie prada, Groupie Blah Blah
Santana, Zeek the kufi popper
We the movie shotta!
But it's really rude boys and rasters
With a trail load of girls, excuse me shabba
I wish my homie could watch me
Live happy days like Tony and Chachi
I stay lonely and cocky
(DICE!!!)
Rollin' and rollin' 'em
Cars, the repo are towin' 'em
Ask black, we totally total 'em
Even blood, he totally totaled it
Plus his life, he totally totaled it
But any girl I get I totally open 'em
Brain in they legs, coke and the dope in 'em

[Bridge]
Killa!
Talkin' Tough?(Yo!), Smokin' Dust(Whoa!)
Fuck with us?(No! No! No!)
Get ya head bust
Get ya head bust
Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust
He talkin' fly(Yo!), I wonder why(Whoa!)
Fuck with us?(No! No! No!)
Get ya head bust
Get ya head bust
Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

Killa! Yo uh..
(Leave me alone....let me just live my life,just leave me alone)
I spend days on kawasakis
Nights with Lewinskie
But I'm the like the Ice Man, Michael Kiplenski
I style on New York, pile up my fort
Dips, consulted by the son of Malachi York
Doggie, cuz I push weight, plus I push tapes
God damn I'm starvin' and I just ate
I wouldn't say I'm nino at +Tha Carter+
I'm more like the plant in +Little Shop Of Horrors+
But I don't say Feed Me Seymour
I say Feed me Dame, Feed me Lyor(millions!)
Epic, they used to feed me detours(Pfft!)
Roc-A-Fella, they feed me C4
The way I blow up, the VS just soars
You GS3 I'm GS4
You in a Lexus, I'm gulf stream four
Up in the sky on a Gulf Stream tour
You want beef? We'll start a Gulf Stream war
Lay ya ass down on God's Green Floor
We playin' Golf in the Gulf Of New Mexico
Tha Cost to be the boss, you gotta respect it, ho
My gas game you gotta respect the go(to)
I swear to god you think I'm workin' for +Texaco+
And ya set should know any day Techs could blow
Hit up from head to toe, When I come deck ya hoe
Killa! Dipset Bitch!

[dray]

good post. larenz tate is a lucky man. when he was filming the movie "why do fools fall in love" starring halle berry, vivica fox and lela rochon i knew that he was fucking at least one of those chicks. well he got the finest one out the bunch.

[smartass]

That rooti, tooti, fruity, Louie, what I usually do (what's this?)
This that jump, stop, breathe, whoody-who
Gats in the truck
Platt, platt, pass to a duck
I'm the menace, owe me money, tat, tat, tat, what the fuck
(You ome me money motherfucker!?)
Ya'll reppin' that 5 still
I'm reppin' that 5 mill
Neverland, thriller, Killa Cam, Jackson 5 bill (so what!)
Lets style a bit, Italian shit, $5000 spent
Show you how to get that powder shit
Filed the fifth, jet out of it
My proud of what is yo' turn, Jim so burned
Live bitch, why kiss, on my wrist a glowworm ($50,000)
And I keep heat, cause in these streets (what you hear?)
Just hear woop, woop, whant, whant, beep, beep (that's the cops)
And you rumble, never, me, hit a humble diva (a few of 'em)
And I stay with the white, I got Jungle Fever (nose candy)
So tell Lucccaay (what)
That her boobi's, loco, cookie monster, who he (who am I?)
I'm the 1 the rep the set
Left to left, death to death
You be yellow-taped, outlined, etch-a-sketched..
Killa


he has the comedy part down now he needs to work on the being ill part.

lol @ you having to pick the worst verse hes ever spit to make him look bad, while i can choose an average verse and show that hes dope

Cause I kept the -
Grams in the boot, Damn, I would shoot
But fam I would soup, thought Cam was too cute
To stand on the stoop (What I look like?)
My Spanish recruit, outlandish wit loot
We got obsessed wit Miami, cannons, and coupes
Baskin & Robbin', I'm laughin & poppin
It's all for Bloodshed tho, I haven't forgotten
From the - night to the days, my triflin ways
I'ma bring that platinum plaque right to your grave (Dog)
You chill in the lobby, you feelin this probably
You know me well, tear in your eye, chill in your body
Take it in stride, let's bake up these pies
Harlem, no homo, hop on and take this ride
To the top of the mountain
Bout to get this shit poppin' and bouncin'
Now that I'm down, the Roc is surroundin (Feel me?)
Fought all the best, but bought all the wet
Down wit the Roc, but I'm Loyal to my set (Dipset)
I know you niggaz hate it
How I got Jimmy out of 5H, and my dog, Zeke situated
Santana is next..

you lost

[Ðøšïå]

the track called "girls" enough said. shiity lyrics and gay ass beat. i would post up more wack lyrics from cam but all the lyric sites for him i cant seem to get to work. and i sure as hell am not going to listen to that wack shit and type it out.

[Matrix Heart]

track called "girls" enough said

If it was enough said you should have posted it first.

You don't know Cam'ron get the fuck out of here.

[Lil Jay]

OMG that shit is priceless hahahahahahahahahaah

Look at how happy that fugly bitch is and how disappointed he looks

LMFAO!!!!!!!!!!!

LMAO, he's like "get me the fuck outta here"

[B-Blaze]

Larenz Tate is a P.I.M.P