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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 your unlocked and he's stealin',
So tha police cause that's all you could do but,
He'll get without leavin' a clue.

Dre : "Wait a minute, a minute, cut this shit. Eh yo Yella boy why don't you rewind it.Hey
man you get more hyped up tonight!"
MC-Ren : "Damn, why don't you pump 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 fuck they him,
the one that they jock.
Keepin' in line,
Whoever fucks his rhyme,
And before you with him,
You gotta with his nine.
Not to pull the trigger on a punk ass nigga,
(A nigga)He could whoop his ass cause bigger.
Size don't shit,
He's from the old fool,
a villain from the streets,
And supposed to rule,
Not sayin' in shit,
But down for mine,
He was put on the streets to keep in line.
givin' a fuck,

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

Cause I'm a villain,
Cold tearin' up,
come on my face,
Pumpin' no of junk,
in control,
And if you your luck,
I'll smoke you 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 give a fuck,
It's in the crowd,
But not in the 4,
I tell his flow,
As he collects 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 he's the boss,
So keep your out his face,
Or else gonna get tossed.
The to be fucked with,
The boy got heart,
fuck with him,
He'll Rip head apart.
Gangsta,
That's they yellin'
But him his gangsta stroll,
He bailin'.
he goes,
There's no but silence.
say that he's the one,
Promotin' violence,
That's a lie a critic,
All whack 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!"