Masta Ace
Masta Ace - The I.N.C. Ride songtekst
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Chorus: It's the ride y'all, come on we're goin on a ride It's the ride y'all, come on I know you wanna ride It's the ride y'all, come on we're goin on a ride It's the ride y'lla, it's the I.N.C. Ride Verse One: R to the I, D to the E, check out how we the I.N.C. Get more Biz than Markie as I spark thee mike like lightnin, that's frightenin, I'm hypin niggaz up, cuz they don't know the score Ooooh here comes the roar, knock on your door I wonder who it is and who could it be Ain't nobody but the I.N.C. Wit mo' Soul than the Train I'm a reign With 808 beats that hit big like Kane Daddy, caddy, Coup DeVille, chill Jump in my ride and slide down the hill To see if we catch dem kids talking that was talkin that mess And tryin to impress, never the lesstheless, yo I gotta let em know they can't find us, so get behind us Cause we cruise in the I.N.C. Ride Chorus (Incorpate the I-N-C into a flow) -- 4X From the East side, to the West side From the North side, to the South side From the East side, to the West side From the North side, to the South side Verse Two: Ain't nobody but the A (o-kay) And I'm not the one you wanna play (don't play) I'm flat like a cap on a can of flat black Let me snap back break a nigee down with my rap Cause this is how we do Who is the crew coming through with the brand new As we flex and get fly, you cry The roof is on fire but my name ain't Left Eye Punks be all up on it like a Charlotte Hornet but they full of Chicago Bull-shit cuz they don't want it Ooooh, don't let me sing, I'm peaking I'm freakin, get in that ass like a G-String And that you don't need We'll be blowin up like that movie Speed indeed you're on a ride Chorus (Incorpate the I-N-C into a flow) -- 4X From the East side, to the West side From the North side, to the South side From the East side, to the West side From the North side, to the South side You're in a Lexus, or Blazer You're in a Beamer, or a Benz You're in a Corvette, or a Nissan You're in a Sidekick, wit your friends You're in a Caddy, a Landcruiser a Range Rover, a Mustang You're in a Burban with ten woofers Then your system, it must bang From the East, to the West From the North, to the South From the East, to the West From the North, to the South From the East, to the West From the North, to the South From the East, to the West From the North, to the South the I.N.C. Ride