Luyện nghe bài hát Iron Claw

[Chorus: Kendra
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

[Verse 1: Deck]
Yo
how I touch green
No scene, so graphic I got a cutscene
Yeah, I go through it if I can't walk it
True because I do it before I talk it
[?] cold water,
Black diamonds, blue dreams, gold
I'm on go, all the lights green
General official, that's what the stripes
You get wiped clean a countertop
I work in the beat, I'm like a housing cop
How thirst in the streets, it's like they out rock
No publicity stunts before the drop
you see is real, what you heard is false
All I have in this world is my word and my
calling, stomach talking, hungry often
Honeys hawking, haters hate, funny

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

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

[Chorus: Morris]
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
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

[Verse 3:
I'm an alien 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 wine and I poured it to my face
You don skinny jeans on 24-inch waist
wild like a [?] from [?] grandson
I call the shots like I'm shooting 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
shit at Esoteric, that your life mistake
I'm a [?] he [?]
Your future looking Bleek you tryna be Jay's friend
You put the S in wordplay, you get
So you know the stabbing tracks my forté