We Don't Love Them Hoes

[Movie dialogue]

You know Sometimes people can be awfully cruel

If you happen to care for somebody more than yourself

They consider you a fool

They mistake love for weakness and play on your mind

And at your expense they amuse themself just to pass the time

[Intro: Havoc]

Yea, uh-huh, we don't love them, we don't love 'em

Eh-huh, eh-huh, we don't love 'em, yea, yo

[Verse One: Prodigy]

Uh-huh, yea

Me and shorty in the back seat chiefin' on ganja leaf

She ain't inspired cheek cause her man is weak

He make it real easy for me to get her for free

She real use to the bullshit that he be speakin'

She's not use to - havin' that pussy ho beatin'

The bitch don't want to feel love, she want to feel sleazy

Bitch wanna have fun, yo ass is dough

That's why she ride with us to all the weekend shows

When I have first met the ho, she was real timid

She ain't know if it was aiight for her to live it

DAMN! look at her now, with many Pastel, Polo skirts

You see it all when she sit down

She keep it real easy for me to be in and out

All I gotta do is open 'em legs and bang it out

Without the struggle, or gettin' them panties off

Fuck her like I'm tryin' to kill her

Then I tell her "get lost"

[Hook: Havoc]

Love them hoes, we don't love them (Nope)

Love them hoes, we don't love them (Nope)

Love them hoes, we don't love them (No)

Love them hoes, we don't love them (Uh-huh)

Love them hoes, we don't love them (No)

Love them hoes, we don't love them (No)

Love them hoes, we don't love them (No)

[Interlude: Havoc]

Damn! baby, how you call yourself a Pimp?

Let, let me understand somethin'

How you gon' be a Pimp, and get Pimped

That shit don't make sense to me man

You lettin' them bitches all up on your pocket man

You should be ashamed of yourself

[Verse Two: Havoc]

Some think it's cool in the game and handcuff a bro', homey you wrong

Fuck you think she walk around with the matchin' pair of thongs

Tooth brush and the purse, the ho works

Shorty gained at your cribs, she at work

Master of the toe curl, shorty got it down to a science

Placin' body enough to start, damn right

Nigga like me just bang her out, and bangin' her friend

Soon enough it'll be a family event

Know the hipno', havin' them bent, sneakin' up

You ain't the only one beatin' her up

Real reason why she fucks with you cause you be lightin' her up

To her it's like paper trainin' to puff

Do she suck you?, fuck you?, make you feel like a man?

You gettin' that good lovin' and bitin' your own hand

Yo you just another fool, hopeless, tryin' to lock her

She got your ass comin' out the pockets uh?

[Outro: Havoc w/ conversation]

Ay Ma, how you doin'?

Still, what you doin'?

True, chillin', you know me up in the studio doin' my thing

Yea, yea, you need what?, what the fuck you talkin' about

You need some, you better ask your baby father for that shit

You crazy, damn baby

[Hook: Havoc]

Love them hoes, we don't love them

Love them hoes, we don't love them

Love them hoes, we don't love them

Love them hoes, we don't love them (Uh-huh)

Love them hoes, we don't love them

Love them hoes, we don't love them

Love them hoes, we don't love them