Luyện nghe bài hát Iron Claw

[Chorus: Morris]
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

[Verse 1: Inspectah
Yo
Groundskeeper how I touch
No love scene, so I got a cutscene
Yeah, I go through it if I can't around it
True because I do it before I about it
[?] water, blowtorcher
Black diamonds, blue dreams, gold
I'm always on go, all the lights
General official, that's the stripes mean
You get wiped like a countertop
I work in the beat, I'm like a housing cop
How they thirst in the streets, it's like out rock
No publicity stunts before the drop
What you see is real, what you heard is
All I in this world is my word and my balls
Money calling, stomach talking, hungry
Honeys hawking, hate, funny talking

[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, push me

2: Ghostface Killah]
Yeah, yo
We on the nightshift
Get the billy or the nightstick
Sublim stone I get right
My murder game down to a tight
Reputations brolic, the is polished
Not laces in my (Motherfuckers)
Yeah, yeah, and I'm not from
Got garlic for vampires and fake who came to gossip
You can't me with that bullshit, you ain't even my stylist
(You acting all big now) But you ain't Christopher
See your girl on her knees, she just a solid
And the funny shit, you ain't gon' do about it
a seat [?] you should be doing a [?]
See, these young niggas'll you
And none of niggas never heard of you
We popped a few on the curb or two
Would've had you out laying vertical

Kendra Morris]
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
Don't, don't, don't, push me
Don't, don't, don't, push me
Don't, don't, don't, push me

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