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, don't me

[Verse 1: Deck]
Yo
how I touch green
No love scene, so graphic I got a
Yeah, I go through it if I can't walk it
True because I do it before I about it
[?] cold water,
diamonds, blue dreams, gold Porsche
I'm always on go, all the 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 out rock
No publicity stunts before the album
What you see is real, you heard is false
All I have in this world is my word and my
Money calling, stomach talking, hungry
Honeys hawking, haters hate, talking

[Chorus: Kendra
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

[Verse 2: Killah]
Yeah, yo
We criminals on the
Get the club or the nightstick
Sublim stone I get with
My game down to a tight knit
Reputations brolic, the story is
Not laces in my (Motherfuckers)
Yeah, yeah, and I'm not Hollis
Got garlic for vampires and niggas who came to gossip
You can't 'dress me with that bullshit, you ain't even my
(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 do nothing about it
Have a [?] you should be doing a [?]
See, these young murder 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, 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, don't me

[Verse 3:
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 [?], Burr, I'm a rebel level up
Poured some and I poured it to my face
You don skinny jeans on 24-inch waist
Style wild like a [?] [?] grandson
I call the shots I'm shooting with a [?] gun
Trailblazing, rising like a man bun
I'm so psycho on mics, you so psycho in and heels
Turn on the [?] [?]
[?] Louise, I'm casual Ts
(Hey, one more time, bro. Wait, what?) Nah, I this take
Popping at Esoteric, that your 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 tracks with my