[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 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 hoe 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 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 gettin' them panties off 

Fuck her like I'm tryin' 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 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 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 matchin' 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 

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 



[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