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

Ruthless gangsta, villain,
Leave your shit and he's stealin',
So call tha police cause all you could do but,
get away without leavin' a clue.

Dre : "Wait a minute, wait a minute, cut this shit. Eh yo Yella boy why don't you it.Hey
man you gotta get more 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,
your shit unlocked and he's stealin',
So call tha cause that's all you could do but,
get away without leavin' a clue.
Keepin' shit in control like the neighboorhood but,
Referred to as a thief,
They say he's a bad influence for the 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 gotta fuck his nine.
Not to pull the trigger on a punk ass nigga,
(A nigga)He could whoop his ass he's bigger.
Size don't shit,
He's from the old fool,
He's a villain the streets,
And supposed to rule,
Not he's in shit,
But he's for mine,
He was put on the streets to keep in line.
givin' a fuck,

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

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

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

Ruthless gangsta, villain,
You can up yo' shit,
He's Stealin',
respect,
Cause the boy butt,
But the real is,
He don't a fuck,
It's in the crowd,
But not in the 4,
I his money flow,
As he from his ho',
All paid,
For the that he made,
Got the in the house,
For the girls he laid.
Not a wimp a pimp,
Now of course the boss,
So keep bitch 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 what they
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 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,
smoke you like that,
And won't a fuck.

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