Luyện nghe bài hát Iron Claw

[Chorus: Morris]
Don't, don't, don't, push me
Don't, don't, don't, don't me
Don't, don't, don't, push me
Don't, don't, don't, don't me

[Verse 1: Inspectah
Yo
Groundskeeper how I green
No love scene, so graphic I got a
Yeah, I go through it if I walk around it
True because I do it I talk about it
[?] water, blowtorcher
diamonds, blue dreams, gold Porsche
I'm on go, all the lights green
General official, that's what the stripes
You get clean like a countertop
I work in the beat, I'm like a housing cop
How they thirst in the streets, it's like they out
No publicity stunts the album drop
What you see is real, what you heard is
All I have in world is my word and my balls
calling, stomach talking, hungry often
Honeys hawking, haters hate, funny

[Chorus: Kendra
Don't, don't, don't, push me
Don't, don't, don't, push me
Don't, don't, don't, don't me
Don't, don't, don't, don't me

[Verse 2: Ghostface
Yeah, yo
We on the nightshift
Get the club or the nightstick
Sublim I get right with
My murder game down to a knit
brolic, the story is polished
Not laces in my (Motherfuckers)
Yeah, yeah, and I'm not Hollis
Got garlic for vampires and fake niggas who came to
You can't me with that bullshit, you ain't even my stylist
(You all big now) But you ain't Christopher Wallace
See your girl on her knees, she just doing a
And the funny shit, you gon' do nothing about it
Have a seat [?] you should be a [?]
See, these young niggas'll you
And of these niggas never heard of you
We a few things on the curb or two
Would've had you out laying vertical

[Chorus: Kendra
Don't, don't, don't, push me
Don't, don't, don't, don't me
Don't, don't, don't, don't me
Don't, don't, don't, push me
Don't, don't, don't, push me
Don't, don't, don't, push me
Don't, don't, don't, don't me
Don't, don't, don't, push me

3: Esoteric]
I'm an from way past the Moon, you see
I had the shazam, the [?] was new to me
Lunacy, humans try to heckle
I got the [?], Bill Burr, I'm a rebel up
Poured some wine and I it to my face
You don light skinny jeans on 24-inch
wild like a [?] from [?] grandson
I call the shots I'm shooting with a [?] gun
Trailblazing, hair rising a man bun
I'm so psycho on mics, you so in tights and heels
on the [?] like [?]
[?] Louise, I'm casual Ts
(Hey, one time, bro. Wait, what?) Nah, I like this take
Popping shit at Esoteric, that life mistake
I'm a [?] he [?]
Your future looking like you tryna be Jay's friend
You put the S in wordplay, you get
So you know the stabbing with my forté