Pop Your Collar 2 Dis

[Snoop Dogg]<br>Yeah baby!Snoop Dogg you done did it again<br>You shitted on these niggas and bitches<br>Oh!Doggys Angels<br>Westcoast females<br>Three plus three five plus seven<br>All dogs go to heaven<br>Ladies<br><br>[Verse 1-Big Chan]<br>Chan loc comin threw and kickin up dust<br>Loc comin threw, what the fuck<br>You niggas wannabe clowns, bitches wanna be down<br>Oh how you love that sound?I don`t think so<br>It ain`t no room no mo`, it ain`t no punk in this ho<br>I throw blows lift muthafuckas off they toes<br>While y`all givin it slow mo`, I mash for the dough<br>What the fuck y`all sleepin fo`?(just cause i`m Chan loc)<br>Hit the switch on the fo`, as I dips down the backstreets<br>Come up on the crippest and the cold of the streets<br>Hands on yo heat, bulletproof I can`t sleep<br>I got him, so I`m forced to staright take mines<br>While y`all bust silly ass rhymes, commit stupid ass crimes<br>You so-called playas think you got beef?<br>You muthafuckas know that you can`t see me<br>I`m thugged out from the Dogg House<br><br>[Chorus]<br>Where all my West Coast niggas at?<br>Now pop ya collar to dis(We in here!)<br>And pop ya collar to dat(We in this muthafucka!)<br>Where my East Coast niggas at?<br>Now pop ya collar to dis(We in here!)<br>And pop ya collar to dat(We in this muthafucka!)<br>Where my Dirty South niggas at?<br>Now pop ya collar to dis(We in here!)<br>And pop ya collar to dat(We in this muthafucka!)<br>Where my North Coast niggas at?<br>Now pop ya collar to dis(We in here!)<br>And pop ya collar to dat(We in this muthafucka!)<br>Where they at, where they at<br><br>[Verse 2-Kola]<br>Approach, and watch I leave a ring around yo throat<br>Lyrical overdose Cadillac post wit hundred spokes<br>Buckled down from the Moet to the Lex GX<br>Spoiler kit front and back chrome Mac one laid back<br>Thought I wasn`t when I was cutthroat and main thug<br>Manuverin major, on point like razors<br>DK from NY, PO from LB 304s, to dis foes who try to test me<br>Smoked out lil Eddie Kain when i`m switichin fo` lanes<br>Bring pain like Method Man, Don Peaches wit the chain<br>Stand out wit the neck out toes exposed<br>Shake the fake when my migrate hos exposed<br>Do or die when chestized, fucked in the fame<br>Who am I?Kola Marion stuck in the game<br>Seperate the dogs from pups when static errupts<br>In the cut like what platinumed out and iced up<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Verse 3-Conyiac]<br>Now as we mash out intoxicated bout to pass out<br>Chan crushed the purple and Kola pulled a ash out<br>Thirty club century homies followin the pint<br>(Pulled out the laid X on filth arm on silt)<br>Hop out like Veng Status, as large as Micheal Jackson<br>In the V.I.P. liftin cake and gettin it crackin<br>I`m Conyiacin(the Farrah Fawcett of the group)<br>Shake fake bitches tryna creep, like Kola I crack beats<br>I so lead this trust, so hatas is excluded<br>(Only converse wit real hogs, me and my dogs)<br>Angels keep it at it, like Clicks 40 like Po`<br>Rolls out the Dogg House, hatas like, "oh no!"<br>Frozen over from mice blind bitches mean muggin<br>Talk shit like Chris Rock, i`m G wit it when i`m thuggin<br>Un-see able click like Don Carlos stay flossin<br>(Bitches grab ya hips, niggas grab ya dicks)<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Snoop Dogg]<br>We in here, we in this muthafucka![3x]<br>We in here, we stay in this muthafucka!<br>Like I said its another one baby<br>You shitted on these niggas Snoop Dogg<br>Doggy`s Angels