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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."
"Awright, go ahead."

Ruthless gangsta, villain,
Leave your shit and he's stealin',
So call tha police 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 get more hyped up tonight!"
"Damn, why don't you pump this shit up so it could fuck up my eardrums a little bit!"
"Allright bet."

Ruthless gangsta, villain,
Leave your shit and he's stealin',
So tha police cause that's all you could do but,
He'll get away leavin' a clue.
Keepin' in control like the neighboorhood chief but,
to as a walking thief,
They say he's a bad for the kids on the block,
Why the they blamin' him,
the one that they jock.
Keepin' in line,
Whoever fucks his rhyme,
And before you with him,
You gotta with his nine.
Not scared to pull the on a punk ass nigga,
(A nigga) He could whoop his ass cause bigger.
Size mean shit,
from the old school fool,
He's a villain the streets,
And he's to rule,
Not he's in shit,
But down for mine,
He was put on the streets to niggaz in line.
Never a fuck,
(huh?)
Because I know he's a nigga that you want to be.
He help it he's in shit,
But he hold shit back,
a gangsta in black,
And he's to attack.

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.

"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,
Eazy-E 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 he's a pimp,
Now of course the boss,
So keep bitch out his face,
Or she's gonna get tossed.
The hard to be with,
The boy got heart,
fuck with him,
He'll Rip your apart.
Gangsta,
That's what yellin'
But him with his 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,
Cold shit up,
come on my face,
Pumpin' no 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 outta here!"