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

Ruthless gangsta, villain,
Leave shit unlocked and he's stealin',
So call tha police cause that's all you do but,
get away without leavin' a clue.
Keepin' shit in control the neighboorhood chief but,
to as a walking thief,
They say he's a bad influence for the on the block,
Why the fuck they him,
He's the one that jock.
Keepin' in line,
Whoever fucks his rhyme,
And before you with him,
You fuck with his nine.
Not to pull the trigger on a punk ass nigga,
(A nigga)He could his ass cause he's bigger.
Size don't shit,
He's the old school fool,
He's a from the streets,
And supposed to rule,
Not sayin' in shit,
But down for mine,
He was put on the to keep niggaz in line.
givin' a fuck,

Because I know 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,
tearin' shit up,
Don't on my face,
Pumpin' no of junk,
in control,
And if you press luck,
I'll you like that,
And won't a fuck.

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

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

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

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