What’s Going On! Songtext
von Masta Ace Incorporated

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