Luyện nghe bài hát Iron Claw

[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, don't me
Don't, don't, don't, push me

[Verse 1: Deck]
Yo
how I touch green
No love scene, so I got a cutscene
Yeah, I go through it if I can't walk it
True because I do it I talk about it
[?] water, blowtorcher
Black diamonds, blue dreams, gold
I'm always on go, all the green
official, that's what the stripes mean
You get wiped clean like a
I don't 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
What you see is real, what you is false
All I have in this is my word and my balls
Money calling, stomach talking, hungry
hawking, haters hate, funny talking

[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, don't me

2: Ghostface Killah]
Yeah, yo
We criminals on the
Get the club or the nightstick
Sublim stone I get with
My murder game down to a knit
brolic, the story is polished
Not in my Adidas (Motherfuckers)
Yeah, yeah, and I'm not from
Got garlic for vampires and fake who came to gossip
You 'dress me with that bullshit, you ain't even my stylist
(You acting all big now) But you Christopher Wallace
See your on her knees, she just doing a solid
And the funny shit, you ain't gon' do about it
a seat [?] you should be doing a [?]
See, these young murder you
And none of these niggas heard of you
We popped a few things on the or two
Would've had you stretched out laying

Kendra Morris]
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, 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

[Verse 3:
I'm an from way past the Moon, you see
I had the shazam, the [?] was new to me
Lunacy, puny humans try to
I got the [?], Bill Burr, I'm a level up
Poured some and I poured it to my face
You don light skinny jeans on waist
Style wild like a [?] [?] 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 more time, bro. Wait, what?) Nah, I like this
Popping at Esoteric, that your life mistake
I'm a [?] he [?]
Your looking Bleek like you tryna be Jay's friend
You put the S in wordplay, you get
So you know the stabbing tracks my forté