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MC-Ren : "Yo Dre, how much time we got on ths tape?"
Dre : "About a of minutes."
: "Well let me bust a freestyle then."
Dre : "Awright, go ahead."

Ruthless gangsta, villain,
Leave shit unlocked and he's stealin',
So call tha police that's all you could do but,
He'll get away without a clue.

Dre : "Wait a minute, wait a minute, cut this shit. Eh yo boy why don't you rewind it.Hey
man you get more hyped up tonight!"
MC-Ren : "Damn, why don't you this shit up so it could fuck up my eardrums a little bit!"
Dre : "Allright bet."

Ruthless gangsta, villain,
Leave your shit unlocked and stealin',
So call tha police cause that's all you do but,
He'll get away without a clue.
Keepin' shit in control the neighboorhood chief but,
Referred to as a thief,
say he's a bad influence for the kids on the block,
Why the they blamin' him,
the one that they jock.
Keepin' in line,
Whoever with his rhyme,
And before you fuck him,
You fuck with his nine.
Not scared to pull the on a punk ass nigga,
(A nigga)He could whoop his ass he's bigger.
don't mean shit,
He's the old school fool,
He's a villain the streets,
And he's to rule,
Not sayin' in shit,
But down for mine,
He was put on the to keep niggaz in line.
Never a fuck,

Because I know he's a nigga that you want to be.
He can't it he's in shit,
But he don't shit back,
He's a in black,
And he's to attack.

Cause I'm a villain,
Cold shit up,
Don't on my face,
Pumpin' no of junk,
in control,
And if you your luck,
I'll you like that,
And give a fuck.

"Nickname Eazy-E...Ol' junkie!"

Ruthless gangsta, villain,
You can up yo' shit,
Still Stealin',
respect,
Cause the boy butt,
But the real is,
He don't a fuck,
Eazy-E in the crowd,
But not in the 4,
I his money flow,
As he from his ho',
All paid,
For the rhymes he made,
Got the in the house,
For the that he laid.
Not a he's a pimp,
Now of course the boss,
So keep bitch out his face,
Or else she's get tossed.
The hard to be with,
The boy got heart,
Wanna with him,
He'll Rip head apart.
Gangsta,
That's what yellin'
But him with his stroll,
He bailin'.
he goes,
There's no but silence.
They say that the one,
Promotin' violence,
a lie just a critic,
All that bullshit,
So let me you motherfuckers,
Who you with,

Cause I'm a villain,
tearin' shit up,
Don't on my face,
no kind of junk,
in control,
And if you press luck,
I'll smoke you that,
And won't a fuck.

: "Yo Ren?"
: "What's up?"
Eazy-E : "Let's get the outta here!"