| Song | Boo Hoo Hoo |
| Artist | Lil Rob |
| Album | Neighborhood Music |
| 作词 : Flores, Gayne | |
| These ****in' vatos homeboy | |
| Just don't know when to shut the **** up ey | |
| I mean, they cry like little ****in' girls and shit, you know? | |
| It's like, what the **** is your problem perro? | |
| Quit your cryin' bitches, no llores | |
| Pobresito has an issue, here's some tissue | |
| Toughen up big guy, don't cry, dry your eyes | |
| It's ok, maybe someday you'll find your way without me | |
| But if you play, you play | |
| You couldn't **** with me on your best day on my worst day | |
| Been rappin' for a long time it still sounds like your first day | |
| What's worse ey, you think that you put it down like I do | |
| I know you'd like to but you can't dude | |
| That's just somethin' that you can't do | |
| Boo hoo hoo poor you | |
| (Dry your eyes, there is no need to cry) | |
| Quit your cryin' bitches | |
| Boo hoo hoo poor you | |
| Dry your eyes, no need to cry | |
| Keep your pillow dry | |
| (Dry your eyes, there is no need to cry) | |
| Quit your cryin' bitches | |
| Boo hoo hoo poor you | |
| Hey wait a minute dawg, wait a ****in' minute holmes | |
| Where the **** do you get off talkin' shit about my neighborhood? | |
| Comin' from you it don't mean shit 'cause I know you never claimed a hood | |
| I've been drunk in this high, high in this town | |
| Shot for my town, brought up in this town | |
| Puttin' it down, good times and bad | |
| Hop in the Cad just ****in' around | |
| And doin' the things that you never did as a kid, but you wish you did | |
| So the things you say now wouldn't be bullshit | |
| Never did shit, never will do shit | |
| I'm from SD 858 but I know you're a 619er | |
| Ese Lil Rob, San Diego, no one does it tighter | |
| Pass the ****in' lighter | |
| (Dry your eyes, there is no need to cry) | |
| Quit your cryin' bitches | |
| Boo hoo hoo poor you | |
| Dry your eyes, no need to cry | |
| Keep your pillow dry | |
| (Dry your eyes, there is no need to cry) | |
| Quit your cryin' bitches | |
| Boo hoo hoo poor you | |
| Wait a minute, let me get this right then dawg | |
| He disses him, then he disses him | |
| Then he misses him, then they're friends again? | |
| I'm on the other end, smokin' pot with a plot to win | |
| Now they're dissin' me it's obvious to see they're tryna get the best of me | |
| They're not affectin' me physically or mentally | |
| Wasn't time to mess with me, this shit was meant for me | |
| It was meant to be, sad to see you're sad too bad you're mad | |
| But I'm workin' on my platinum plaque then after that they're back to back | |
| I've got places to go, people to see, go to a show and they're waitin' for me | |
| Better than that, they're payin' for me | |
| It's no wonder why you been cryin' lately | |
| (Dry your eyes, there is no need to cry) | |
| Quit your cryin' bitches | |
| Boo hoo hoo poor you | |
| Dry your eyes, no need to cry | |
| Keep your pillow dry | |
| (Dry your eyes, there is no need to cry) | |
| Quit your cryin' bitches | |
| Boo hoo hoo poor you | |
| Dry your eyes, there is no need to cry |
| zuò cí : Flores, Gayne | |
| These in' vatos homeboy | |
| Just don' t know when to shut the up ey | |
| I mean, they cry like little in' girls and shit, you know? | |
| It' s like, what the is your problem perro? | |
| Quit your cryin' bitches, no llores | |
| Pobresito has an issue, here' s some tissue | |
| Toughen up big guy, don' t cry, dry your eyes | |
| It' s ok, maybe someday you' ll find your way without me | |
| But if you play, you play | |
| You couldn' t with me on your best day on my worst day | |
| Been rappin' for a long time it still sounds like your first day | |
| What' s worse ey, you think that you put it down like I do | |
| I know you' d like to but you can' t dude | |
| That' s just somethin' that you can' t do | |
| Boo hoo hoo poor you | |
| Dry your eyes, there is no need to cry | |
| Quit your cryin' bitches | |
| Boo hoo hoo poor you | |
| Dry your eyes, no need to cry | |
| Keep your pillow dry | |
| Dry your eyes, there is no need to cry | |
| Quit your cryin' bitches | |
| Boo hoo hoo poor you | |
| Hey wait a minute dawg, wait a in' minute holmes | |
| Where the do you get off talkin' shit about my neighborhood? | |
| Comin' from you it don' t mean shit ' cause I know you never claimed a hood | |
| I' ve been drunk in this high, high in this town | |
| Shot for my town, brought up in this town | |
| Puttin' it down, good times and bad | |
| Hop in the Cad just in' around | |
| And doin' the things that you never did as a kid, but you wish you did | |
| So the things you say now wouldn' t be bullshit | |
| Never did shit, never will do shit | |
| I' m from SD 858 but I know you' re a 619er | |
| Ese Lil Rob, San Diego, no one does it tighter | |
| Pass the in' lighter | |
| Dry your eyes, there is no need to cry | |
| Quit your cryin' bitches | |
| Boo hoo hoo poor you | |
| Dry your eyes, no need to cry | |
| Keep your pillow dry | |
| Dry your eyes, there is no need to cry | |
| Quit your cryin' bitches | |
| Boo hoo hoo poor you | |
| Wait a minute, let me get this right then dawg | |
| He disses him, then he disses him | |
| Then he misses him, then they' re friends again? | |
| I' m on the other end, smokin' pot with a plot to win | |
| Now they' re dissin' me it' s obvious to see they' re tryna get the best of me | |
| They' re not affectin' me physically or mentally | |
| Wasn' t time to mess with me, this shit was meant for me | |
| It was meant to be, sad to see you' re sad too bad you' re mad | |
| But I' m workin' on my platinum plaque then after that they' re back to back | |
| I' ve got places to go, people to see, go to a show and they' re waitin' for me | |
| Better than that, they' re payin' for me | |
| It' s no wonder why you been cryin' lately | |
| Dry your eyes, there is no need to cry | |
| Quit your cryin' bitches | |
| Boo hoo hoo poor you | |
| Dry your eyes, no need to cry | |
| Keep your pillow dry | |
| Dry your eyes, there is no need to cry | |
| Quit your cryin' bitches | |
| Boo hoo hoo poor you | |
| Dry your eyes, there is no need to cry |