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MC-Ren : "Yo Dre, how much we got left on ths tape?"
Dre : "About a of minutes."
MC-Ren : "Well let me bust a then."
Dre : "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, 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 this shit up so it fuck up my eardrums a little bit!"
Dre : "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' shit in control like the neighboorhood but,
to as a walking thief,
They say he's a bad influence for the on the block,
Why the fuck blamin' him,
the one that they jock.
Keepin' 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 he's bigger.
don't mean shit,
He's the old school fool,
He's a villain 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,

Because I know that he's a nigga that you to be.
He can't it he's in shit,
But he don't hold back,
a gangsta in black,
And he's to attack.

Cause I'm a villain,
Cold shit 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 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 wimp a pimp,
Now of he's 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,
Rip your head 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,
a lie just a critic,
All that bullshit,
So let me you motherfuckers,
Who you with,

Cause I'm a villain,
Cold shit up,
Don't on my face,
Pumpin' no of junk,
in control,
And if you press luck,
smoke you like that,
And won't a fuck.

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