"Prendelo" as written by and Edward Hernandez....
Prendelo, prendelo
Prendelo, What that mean yo?
It's light it up, got my man Tony Touch on this
We're gonna touch it up like this
I go uh ah, yo yo, Psycho c'mon

I go uh ah off the snare drum
It's Big Psych long time no hear from
Bangin' tracks out so wax out your ear drums
Max out prepare to blackout

Here comes open candela
Once again it's off the cadena
Tell you with confidence, I don't believe in promises
Niggaz slippin' with the dough

So you got's to stay on top of it
If you wanna a lot of it and never be broke
(Be broke)
Get ready for more problems like puffin Tito

Everyone's a gambler, nobody plays fair
You wanna be a stupid player, yeah, yeah
Well you're half way
(C'mon man)
There stupid ass

Prendelo, aiyyo who ever got weed
Prendelo, about a pound is all we need
We about to get it chronc
Prendelo, everybody getting drunk

Prendelo, to my niggaz on the streets
Prendelo and to whoever want beef
Prendelo, what, prendelo, what

I go click, click pow off of the snare drum
It's the junkyard nigga, long time no hear from
Headed uptown to cop the finest
Gotta get some first, no matter how long the line is

All my music is timeless
Gotta keep the pretty girls shaking their masses for your highness
Juju, could you buy me a beer
What the fuck's happenin' here, no drinks 'til I'm tappin' the rear

Is there a problem, am I making that clear?
Get the fuck up outta my ear
I ain't buying shit this year
All y'all gold diggas, give it a break

What you need to do is buy my tape
And hear them gems from inside my crate
If you like a niggaz style that's great
But please forget about my cake bitch

Aiyyo who ever got weed
Prendelo, about a pound is all we need
We about to get it chronc
Prendelo, everybody getting drunk
Prendelo, to my niggaz on the streets
Prendelo, what, prendelo, what, prendelo

Who's up next to bat
Llego El Caballo, Tony joda

It goes uh ah off the snare drum
Tony Toca long time no hear from
So wake up and smell the bustelo and say hello
To this fly fellow word to my abuelo

Prendelo whether you're a friend or foe
Entiendelo kid I got the endless flow
I made money off the books but I spent it though
Still running with these quirks wearin' expensive clothes

The triflest talking about light the splift
Everybody in the room, swingin' right to left
It ain't a Tribe Called Quest, it's Psycho Les
Tone Touch Big Ju getting you hype to death

Hype as fuck talking about light it up
Shorty gave me no play is she a dyke or what?
I don't like to walk fast man I like to strut
Man I'm done here, another one bites the nuts, kid

What now? what? What?
You tricked me, that's right, we tricked you
You tricked me, what you thought
You tricked me

You knew I was on to you, how?
Ha, ha, don't make me laugh
The Beatnuts, you tricked me
Tony Toca, El Caballo

For my nigga Big Pun, prendelo
For my nigga J. B., prendelo
For my nigga Big L, prendelo
Keep it movin' Beanuts nigga
Party up in here, where the strippers at?

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"Prendelo" as written by Edward Hernandez

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