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

Ruthless gangsta, villain,
Leave your shit and he's stealin',
So call tha cause that's all you could do but,
He'll get away 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 eardrums a bit!"
"Allright bet."

Ruthless gangsta, villain,
Leave your shit and he's stealin',
So call tha police cause all you could do but,
He'll get without leavin' a clue.
Keepin' shit in 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.
Keepin' in line,
Whoever fucks his rhyme,
And before you fuck him,
You gotta with his nine.
Not scared to pull the on a punk ass nigga,
(A nigga) He whoop his ass cause he's bigger.
Size don't shit,
He's from the old fool,
a villain from the streets,
And supposed to rule,
Not he's in shit,
But he's for mine,
He was put on the streets to keep in line.
Never a fuck,
(huh?)
Because I know that a nigga that you want to be.
He help it he's in shit,
But he hold shit back,
He's a in black,
And about to attack.

Cause I'm a villain,
Cold tearin' up,
come on my face,
Pumpin' no of junk,
in control,
And if you your 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 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 he's the boss,
So keep bitch out his face,
Or else she's get tossed.
The hard to be with,
The boy got heart,
fuck with 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 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,
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 fuck here!"