Fuck it, I'm a literal Hunter. White and kinda country.
Never been a gangsta, and never wished it..see I dont need it. I got my own Hustle.
H.Bomb taking off like a shuttle!
It's left plenty puzzled; It's puzzled aplenty. Gentry is #1 Hunter.
I can't be doubled. Just before they guzzle and ask for another, They realize this mother fucker got some Hustle
born and raised by the mountains and cow pastures. I'm not your typical rapper.
but this east Tennessee guy still learned to kill it, with car studio recording sessions.
fuck the big city you can have it.
I'll keep chilling at my cabin.
don't worry though I'll still be accepting autograph requests.
This hustle got me jumping free like a hippie, bet and I'm still going.
rolling blunts that blast like cannons, as we light the wick on a real one.
ain't no fake shit. come to the cabin and blast em... going through ammo like bad habits on these maggots . Nacho Randy Savage Acid on my pallet; trippin but never stumbled.
now the moonshine gets to flowing and everybody knows it.
white lightning has struck again,
frog gigging and ginseng digging
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Fuck it, I'm a literal Hunter. White and kinda country. Never been a gangsta, and never wished it..see I dont need it. I got my own Hustle. H.Bomb taking off like a shuttle! It's left plenty puzzled; It's puzzled aplenty. Gentry is #1 Hunter. I can't be doubled. Just before they guzzle and ask for another, They realize this mother fucker got some Hustle born and raised by the mountains and cow pastures. I'm not your typical rapper. but this east Tennessee guy still learned to kill it, with car studio recording sessions. fuck the big city you can have it. I'll keep chilling at my cabin. don't worry though I'll still be accepting autograph requests. This hustle got me jumping free like a hippie, bet and I'm still going. rolling blunts that blast like cannons, as we light the wick on a real one. ain't no fake shit. come to the cabin and blast em... going through ammo like bad habits on these maggots . Nacho Randy Savage Acid on my pallet; trippin but never stumbled. now the moonshine gets to flowing and everybody knows it. white lightning has struck again, frog gigging and ginseng digging
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