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

Ruthless gangsta, villain,
Leave your shit unlocked and 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 hyped up tonight!"
[MC-Ren:] "Damn, why don't you pump this shit up so it could fuck up my a little bit!"
"Allright bet."

Ruthless gangsta, villain,
Leave your shit unlocked and stealin',
So call tha cause that's all you could do but,
He'll get without leavin' a clue.
Keepin' in control like the neighboorhood chief but,
to as a walking thief,
They say a bad influence for the kids on the block,
Why the fuck they him,
He's the one that jock.
Keepin' in line,
fucks with his rhyme,
And before you with him,
You gotta fuck his nine.
Not to pull the trigger on a punk ass nigga,
(A nigga) He could his ass cause he's bigger.
Size mean shit,
He's the old school fool,
a villain from the streets,
And supposed to rule,
Not sayin' in shit,
But he's for mine,
He was put on the to keep niggaz in line.
Never a fuck,
(huh?)
Because I know that 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 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.

"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,
Eazy-E in the crowd,
But not in the 4,
I tell his flow,
As he collects 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 he's the boss,
So keep bitch out his face,
Or else she's get tossed.
The to be fucked with,
The boy got heart,
Wanna fuck him,
He'll Rip your apart.
Gangsta,
That's what they
But him his gangsta stroll,
He bailin'.
he goes,
There's no but silence.
They say he's 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,
Cold tearin' up,
Don't on my face,
no kind of junk,
in control,
And if you your luck,
I'll smoke you that,
And give a fuck.

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