What's Going On!

Hello?

Can I speak to Tamika?

Yeah, who dis?

It's Ace

Oh, hey what's up baby?

Oh, ain't nothin' watchu doin'?

I'm just I be watching TV

Check this out my cousin in from outta town

Oh word

Yeah, yeah he visitin' from L.A. and shit

We tryna do a little somethin' later on

So you gotta a friend for him or what?

Yeah, I guess I can call my friend Takima but how he look though?

How he look? He look like a regular guy

(Oh, bitch how the fuck she look?)

Ayy, what he say?

Nah, he ain't say nothin'

I thought he said somethin' I was boutta say

Nah, what time you want us to come through?

Mmm about 8 o 'clock is cool

But I gotta run in and try to get some money for my baby

Aight I'ma jump in the shower now

And we gon' get ready and shit

We gon' come through at like 8:30

Okay, meet me in the back of the building though

Yeah, I'ma beep the horn like I always do

Check it out, ya'll

(Check it out, ya'll)

Check it out, ya'll

(Check it out, ya'll)

Check it out, ya'll

(Check it out, ya'll)

Check it out, ya'll

(Check it out, ya'll)

I.N.C

Check it out, ya'll

(Check it out, ya'll)

Check it out, ya'll

(Check it out, ya'll)

To all my niggies over there

What's goin' on?

To all my peoples over here

What's goin' on?

To all the cuties with the stack

What's goin' on?

To all the killas in the back

What's goin' on?

Ain't nothing but a thing now

Who wants to swing with the I.N.C.?

Bring bikinis with the string

And let's get on down

I like the sound that makes my mind run away

Put that fucking gun away

'Cause everything is peace tonight

Aight

It ain't gonna be no fight, we gonna do it up, right

Fealin' alright, gotta get right

The party all night

I step in with my Adidas as dumb fly

And that old school like Cooley High

Why would you wanna flex?

When cheques get cashed

And whack rappers get bashed

But not getting bismarked on the mic

You'll never know when the I.N.C's gonna strike

'Cause it happens so fast

Now let the hit last

All my niggies over here

What's goin' on?

(They're rollin' with the I.N.C)

To all my peoples over there

What's goin' on?

(They're rollin' with the I.N.C)

To all the cuties with the stack

What's goin' on?

(They're rollin' with the I.N.C)

To all the killas in the back

What's goin' on?

(They're rollin' with the I.N.C)

Riding, I'm going riding

I've got my G by my side

And we're cruising the ville like tour guidin'

Pride in my brain for living through the hectic

Streets of Ville-ville

Where dreams get ejected

Damn

It seems like just yesterday

We played two hand touch around the way (Okay)

And as I cruise through the blocks

I look at all the flocks

Of bums with no socks

Living life on the rocks

And I'm thinking just how lucky I am

It didn't get me

Here comes fifty, he wanna sweat me

You're not arresting me

Arresting me

Don't go testing me

'Cause my destiny

Doesn't involve handcuffs or bars

Just wanna boom through the bass and the cars

'Cause physically, mentally, and emotionally

This is how it's supposed to be

All my niggies over here

What's goin' on?

(They're rollin' with the I.N.C)

To all my peoples over there

What's goin' on?

(They're rollin' with the I.N.C)

To all the cuties with the stack

What's goin' on?

(They're rollin' with the I.N.C)

To all the killas in the back

What's goin' on?

(They're rollin' with the I.N.C)

I.N.C

I.N.C

It's like this, ya'll

(It's like that, ya'll)

It's like this, ya'll

(It's like that, ya'll)

I'm living fat, ya'll

With mad skill for the grill

If you're mad like lion still don't shoot to kill

Black Coupe de Ville, sittin' on chrome

No place like home where ill kids roam

(Yo, who ya' down with?)

Yo, I'm down with the I

I'm down with the I.N.C

(What, and who you rollin' with?)

Yo, I'm rollin' with the I

I'm rollin' with the I.N.C

(What?)

Don't even try and see

None of this here

What's up dear, you got a lot in the rear

And I'd swear that what you really wanna do

Is get down and party all night with the crew

It's just me, Lord Digga, and the rest of the clan

What's up, the Steady Pace?

That's my man

And I stand in the middle of the jam

With both hands high in the air

Aww yeah

I.N.C

All my niggies over here

What's goin' on?

(They're rollin' with the I.N.C)

To all my peoples over there

What's goin' on?

(They're rollin' with the I.N.C)

To all the cuties with the stack

What's goin' on?

(They're rollin' with the I.N.C)

To all the killas in the back

What's goin' on?

(They're rollin' with the I.N.C)

I.N.C

I.N.C