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