Punks Jump Up M.O.P.

[Chorus: M.O.P.]
Won't you punks jump up to get beat down?
Broken down to his very last compound
See how it sounds? A little unrational
I (?) that thing out and GLAT GLAT

[Verse 1: M.O.P.]
Ayo, a nigga got stuck up
Them niggas just snuck up
I rock all fronts cause my teeth is fucked up
Still bag bitches like Bishop (?) dressed in green
But I'm slick as a nigga from queens
Keep the dress cold, Carhartt, tent hat
Damn hoodie and a Goose Down, somethin' to match
Put that nina in my way for when you niggas act hard
You wouldn't bust a motherfuckin' grape in Welch's back yard, nigga
Get ya gangster right, you fuckin' with the F-I
Double Z-Y-W-O-M-A-C-K, nigga
Live from the (?), OK!
NYN, NYC, for NYG
New York niggas get dough to toast
Come to your gravesite, shootin' at your motherfuckin' ghosts
This is homicide capital, nigga-niggity-nigga no doubt
M.O.P., niggas that weed out

[Chorus: M.O.P.]
So, won't you chumps jump up to get beat down
Broken down to his very last compound
See how it sounds? A little unrational
It's the M.O.P., nigga
Won't you chumps jump up to get beat down
Broke down to his very last-