We Don't Love Them Hoes

(albüm: The Infamous Archives - 2007)

[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 1: Prodigy]
Uh-huh, yea
Me and shorty in the back seat chiefing 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 speaking
She's not use to having that pussy hoe beating
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 hoe, 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 getting them panties off
Fuck her like I'm trying to kill her
Then I tell her "get lost"

[Chorus: 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 something
How you gon' be a Pimp, and get Pimped
That shit don't make sense to me man
You letting them bitches all up on your pocket man
You should be ashamed of yourself

[Verse 2: Havoc]
Some think it's cool in the game and handcuff a bro', homey you wrong
Fuck you think she walk around with the matching pair of thongs
Tooth brush and the purse, the hoe works
Shorty gained at your cribs, she at work
Master of the toe curl, shorty got it down to a science
Placing body enough to start, damn right
Nigga like me just bang her out, and banging her friend
Soon enough it'll be a family event
Know the hipno', having them bent, sneaking up
You ain't the only one beating her up
Real reason why she fucks with you 'cause you be lighting her up
To her it's like paper training to puff
Do she suck you?, fuck you?, make you feel like a man?
You getting that good loving and biting your own hand
Yo you just another fool, hopeless, trying to lock her
She got your ass coming out the pockets uh?

[Outro: Havoc w/ conversation]
Ay Ma, how you doin'?
Still, what you doin'?
True, chilling, you know me up in the studio doing my thing
Yea, yea, you need what?, what the fuck you talking about
You need some, you better ask your baby father for that shit
You crazy, damn baby

[Chorus: 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