Lyrics Dog Food - CrossTown Beezy, Ready Roc

Dog Food

Making my way across town…
Moving around…
Serving these pounds.
The Trap need me.
The Streets feed me…
We got that work for you…
We taking Dog Food…
She pop pills too.
And now I Wonder…
The plug hit me, Beezy there’s a shipment the product little stronger but I
charge the same ticket
Heard about the spot couple D boys and them henchman I’m gone sent thru watch
us bubble no suspicion
Road running jugging spots I’m a Get this money I’m gone tap dance on it so I
bring in double I’m just trying to get the cash or a pack to bubble when a
nigga on his ass bet he show his hustle make my way crosstown cause I’m chasing
chicken put a lower price on it so I sell it quicker I’m just trying to get key
to start up the ignition I be whipping on them grams seen a bigger vision all
from my intuition brought this to fruition call me Crosstown Beezy live from
the kitchen I’m blowing on that gas it’s a blow down see me in your hometown
bet I’m headed crosstown
Making my way across town…
Moving around…
Serving these pounds.
The Trap need me.
The Streets feed me…
We got that work for you…
We taking Dog Food…
She pop pills too.
And now I Wonder…
Look
Left hand whip right hand hold it steady.
You see them air holes in that bitch you know its ready.
Remember them days, them 2ways and a stolen chevy?..
A couple grams chopped down to 20's and bout a O of reggie?
Them tables turned now I got what you calling for.
You short changing on the money nigga what you calling for?
I go and run it up you other niggas stalling bro.
The plug call I go and get them bands and give it all to bro.
Ask around I’m the mother fucking man.
I’m selling what I want to while you selling what you can.
Got up off my ass I had to come up with a plan.
Now I’m making all these moves to get these mother fucking bands.
Got for the low and for the high.
Feeling like a china man hurry up and buy.
Hit him with the 40 like hurry up and die.
Water whipping chickens hope they hurry up and fry.
So I can go get my money…
Making my way across town…
Moving around…
Serving these pounds.
The Trap need me.
The Streets feed me…
We got that work for you…
We taking Dog Food…
She pop pills too.
And now I Wonder…