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

Ruthless gangsta, villain,
Leave your shit and he's stealin',
So call tha police cause all you could do but,
He'll get away 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 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 shit unlocked and he's stealin',
So call tha police cause all you could do but,
He'll get 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,
He's the one they jock.
Keepin' in line,
Whoever with his rhyme,
And before you fuck him,
You fuck with his nine.
Not scared to pull the trigger on a ass nigga,
(A nigga) He could his ass cause he's bigger.
Size 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 to keep niggaz in line.
givin' a fuck,
(huh?)
Because I know that a nigga that you want to be.
He can't it he's in shit,
But he hold shit back,
He's a in black,
And he's 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,
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 meaning is,
He don't a fuck,
It's 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 she's gonna get tossed.
The to be fucked with,
The boy got heart,
Wanna with him,
Rip your head apart.
Gangsta,
That's they yellin'
But him his gangsta stroll,
He bailin'.
he goes,
There's no but silence.
They say that 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,
tearin' shit up,
Don't 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!"