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

Ruthless gangsta, villain,
your 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 Yella boy why don't you 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!"
"Allright bet."

Ruthless gangsta, villain,
your shit unlocked and he's stealin',
So call tha cause that's all you could do but,
He'll get away without a clue.
shit in control like the neighboorhood chief but,
Referred to as a thief,
They say he's a bad influence for the on the block,
Why the fuck blamin' him,
He's the one they jock.
niggaz in line,
Whoever fucks his rhyme,
And you fuck with him,
You fuck with his nine.
Not scared to the trigger on a punk ass nigga,
(A nigga) He could whoop his ass cause bigger.
Size mean shit,
He's from the old fool,
He's a from the streets,
And he's to rule,
Not sayin' in shit,
But down for mine,
He was put on the streets to niggaz in line.
givin' a fuck,
(huh?)
Because I that he's a nigga that you want to be.
He can't it he's in shit,
But he don't hold back,
a gangsta in black,
And about to attack.

Cause I'm a villain,
Cold shit up,
Don't on my face,
Pumpin' no of junk,
in control,
And if you press 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 meaning 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 rhymes he made,
Got the in the house,
For the that he laid.
Not a wimp a pimp,
Now of course the boss,
So your 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 yellin'
But him with his stroll,
He bailin'.
he goes,
There's no but silence.
They say he's 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,
tearin' shit up,
Don't on my face,
Pumpin' no of junk,
in control,
And if you press luck,
smoke you like that,
And give a fuck.

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