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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 a freestyle then."
"Awright, go ahead."

Ruthless gangsta, villain,
Leave your unlocked 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 shit. Eh yo Yella boy why don't you rewind it.Hey
man you get more hyped up tonight!"
[MC-Ren:] "Damn, why don't you 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 call tha police 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 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 fuck him,
You gotta fuck his nine.
Not scared to pull the on a punk ass nigga,
(A nigga) He whoop his ass cause he's bigger.
don't 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 keep in line.
givin' a fuck,
(huh?)
Because I know that he's a that you want to be.
He can't it he's in shit,
But he hold shit back,
a gangsta 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 your luck,
smoke you like 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 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 rhymes he made,
Got the in the house,
For the that he laid.
Not a he's a pimp,
Now of he's the boss,
So your bitch out his face,
Or she's gonna get tossed.
The to be fucked with,
The boy got heart,
Wanna with him,
Rip your head apart.
Gangsta,
That's what they
But him with his stroll,
He bailin'.
he goes,
There's no but silence.
They say he's the one,
Promotin' violence,
a lie just a critic,
All whack bullshit,
So let me you motherfuckers,
Who you with,

Cause I'm a villain,
Cold tearin' 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!"