Easy Mo Bee, Glaze N.Y., Snoop Dogg - Sound of My Heart lyrics

Trackmasters no Limit glaze NY, Snoop Dogg!
Easy Mo Bee got beats, high on lye niggas
Let's get money y'all

Chocolate tone, visualize lips on the dome
Make 'em moan, turned you out, had you zoned
Snuck me to the crib
You ain't returnin me home
Play for keeps let's get money
Nigga rule these streets

Just keep me warm when it get chilly (uh huh)
Or when niggas try to swarm me baby get busy
I'mma always keep you with me
We could never lose
Have you posted right next
To my family jewels, blast fools

If you keep a firm grip, my loyalty's to spit
Mick mallory (shit) play with my clit
First take this oath, promise I never revoke
Ever seen a bitch eat
It? My record undefeated

In most cases me and you can take the block
In an all out fallout, and place the dot
Fingerbang you and shake the spot (oww)
Cause I'm the only nigga caught you
And made yo' ass hot

Pop my clip, my Glock, I click it, I cock it
My heat, in my pocket, I blast like a rocket
It's like a gangbang movie
Say up jump the boogie
While you're movin from the sound of my heat
My clip, my Glock, I click it, I cock it
My heat, in my pocket, I blast like a rocket
It's like a gangbang movie
Say up jump the boogie
While you're duckin from the sound of my heat

Hard on? I flow like a Don, and so on
We can bust, from NO to Brook lawn
CA to BK, run sprints in the relay
Only thing hold us up is
Yo' finger on the delay

Long as you don't jam up on me
When it's time to kill
I'mma always keep you concealed
But if you start misfirin when niggas
Tryin to blow me away
I'm a slang you or throw you away

Oh really? Then watch a bitch ricochet
Fall through yo' doorway
Don't love me, to leave me, must be crazy
After all we been through
Chambers ran through
Held you down in the hood
When no-one else would

When I first met you, we clicked
And fed a nigga dirt
I held you and squeezed you
And wet a nigga shirt
Six niggas with gloves on
Lead him to the church
Three on each side as they
Set him in the dirt

Okay, you knew not to leave me
Another nigga scooped me
I'm chromed out Snoop, far from a hooptie
Who's she? Shorty bang, old glory the name
Hollow tip range, burn 'em in the flame

Baby you spit like a dragon
With a slight kick
You got my pants saggin, all on my dick
When niggas talk shit
It's a must that I draw down
And when you start spittin it's a
Must that they fall down

Rat-a tat tat, leave 'em bodied
Or handicapped
Cock 'em back, first chick to fuck you back
Holy matrimony, never leave you lonely
Iron lung rung, and I'm about to cum

I done fled many crime scenes
With the barrel smokin
Snoop D oh double-G done his share of loc'n
Karaoke'n like an M-80 with the nina ross I
Pawned shopped a trey-eighty