Focus Frankie Cutlass (Ft. Lost Boyz & M.O.P.)

What what nigga?
LB Fam, Frankie Cutlass
Nine-six, Queens most wanted (word up)
Frankie Cutlass (Frankie Cutlass)
This is how we do (how we do)
Focus goin on, everybody in my crew
From Spig Nice to Tah to my man Pretty Lou
Check it, Queens escapes
Put the shit on DAT and a tape
One time check it out baby boy now (check it out now)

*chorus*

Focus your mind on this
Can we do our thing when we swing we don't miss
Connect, knock it out the park, what a hit
It gets deeper, I'm on some keeper, my brother shit [and that's real]
*repeat except brackets*

(Mr. Cheeks)
You got a team of real niggas in the room smokin trees
Us niggas stayin blunted the most wanted LB'z
My family connections blows through each circuit
My team is whom I work with, we must stay alert kid
Cause nowadays niggas glorify how they be blastin
We in the Jeep passin cheeba peep em as they askin
Out in the game, what's the reason why you came?
To have these bitches be like askin you a season in your brain
Flashin jewels, talkin blastin if he pack the tools
I got a Glock to cock back to knock em, flat out your shoes
Not no, Big Willie puffin Dutches not Phillie
We packin bubbly act up and but smack a nigga silly
The name is Mr. Cheeks I keep the dough get on the low stroll
Take you to the Essence get my swerve on like the pros do
Baggin bitches makin money bounce with our crews
In nine-six motherfuck power moves, aiyyo