Texas somthing or other. Don't recall the artist. My hunting buddy's father listens to that song but I don't remember the artist or full name of the song.
"I love to talk crap, an I love to stay strap, I love to squeeze gats but you don't hear me do. I love to hit the blocks, i love my 2 Glocks, I love to hit shot, but you don't hear me do"
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