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Come along boys and listen to my tale,
I'll tell you of my troubles on the old Chisholm trail.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti
Come along boys and listen to my tale,
I'll tell you of my troubles on the old Chisholm trail.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti
Come along boys and listen to my tale,
I'll tell you of my troubles on the old Chisholm trail.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti
Well, come along boys and listen to my tale
I'll tell you all my troubles on the ol' Chisholm Trail
Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea, youpy yea
Come
and these other whole a** rappers out here
Y'all can kiss my a**
You can tell em I said that
Fake a** n****s

[T.I.]
Man I'm done talkin' to you (glass
and these other whole ass rappers out here
Y'all can kiss my ass
You can tell em I said that
Fake ass niggas

[T.I.]
Man I'm done talkin' to you (glass
to you
And they ask you for a dime
Before you lead 'em down that other line
Well, give 'em my number

Give 'em my number
And tell 'em I'm waitin' by
[T.I.] 
Yo, uh. [Repeat: x12]
A come on, T.I.

[Neptunes]
Come on. [Repeat: x2] 
I said come on, come on, come on, come on.

[T.I.]
A hour
nuts
Bitch I hit licks and flip bricks
Every two hours switch whips to keep the peoples off me
What you know about that No-Doz and coffee
No sleep, I
Everybody wanna tell me what I need
You can play a role in my life but not the lead
If there’s food for thought then I’m guilty of greed
Mama said take what
He just wanted us to call him Captain Da
He said, "You can call me Da-da", whatever that meant

Hey there, who me? Just your friendly neighborhood
'em that God's gonna cut 'em down

Well my goodness gracious let me tell you the news
My head's been wet with the midnight dew
I've been down on bended
His driver’s license said James he went by Jim
A gangster wanna be and baby that was him
He stole his uncle’s 44 last Friday night
Said if I wanted
me shawty, but I been watchin' you now for a while
Yo whole style, from yo toes to the way that you smile
And I hope you ain't offended by the way
just chillin', just me and my bitch"
"By my bitch I mean that 450 sittin on my hip"
"Wanna see"? He said "Yeah, let me see"
I pulled it out and gave
to you
And they ask you for a dime
Before you lead 'em down that other line
Well, give 'em my number

Give 'em my number
And tell 'em I'm waitin' by
Pennsylvania and some from Maryland
To see the Rebel boys get spanked by Honest Abe's broad hand

We said we'll run â??em to Atlanta and to Galveston Bay
But
give up tryin'"
I said, "I feel the same way, too, but I
Can't give up so I don't know what to do"

I tell you, men
Can't live with 'em but you
little eye,
He said, "nobody knows me, nobody understands.
These little people were good to me, 
Oh I'm gonna shake some hands."

Somebody line 'em
Everyone tells me
I was dealt a losing hand
The way that I look
The way that I act
It's not hard to understand
Sure I got troubles
Maybe you got'em
a chick a pump that got asthma
And I'm busy so I move a bit faster
You can't tell me yes if I don't ask ya
Ha ha I'm a bastard
Damn near showin' his
gonna pig on down by the Fountain Bank
One bird book, and a buzzard and a crow
Tell 'em all that Tiny's gonna say hello

Scratch your dad
Do that bird
and T-Bone Frank
They're all gonna pig on down by the Fountain Bank 
One bird book, and a buzzard and a crow
Tell 'em all that Tiny's gonna say hello
Go on call em have 'em tell Craig, Julie, Kevin Carvel I need to holla at 'em
First I gotta let em know I'm tired of rappin'
F*** the money ever
Go on call em have 'em tell Craig, Julie, Kevin Carvel I need to holla at 'em
First I gotta let em know I'm tired of rappin'
Fuck the money ever