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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 unlocked and stealin',
So call tha police cause all you could do but,
get away without leavin' a clue.

[Dre:] "Wait a minute, a minute, cut this shit. Eh yo Yella boy why don't you rewind it.Hey
man you gotta get 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 police cause all you could do but,
get away without leavin' a clue.
Keepin' in control like the neighboorhood chief but,
to as a walking thief,
They say he's a bad influence for the on the block,
Why the they blamin' him,
He's the one they jock.
Keepin' in line,
Whoever fucks his rhyme,
And before you with him,
You gotta with his nine.
Not to pull the trigger on a punk ass nigga,
(A nigga) He could whoop his ass cause bigger.
Size mean shit,
He's the old school fool,
a villain from the streets,
And he's to rule,
Not sayin' in shit,
But down for mine,
He was put on the to keep 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 tearin' 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,
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 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 he's 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,
Wanna fuck 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,
gang violence,
That's a lie a critic,
All whack bullshit,
So let me you motherfuckers,
Who you with,

Cause I'm a villain,
Cold tearin' up,
come on my face,
Pumpin' no of junk,
in control,
And if you press luck,
I'll you like that,
And give a fuck.

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