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[MC-Ren:] "Yo Dre, how much time we got 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 police cause that's all you 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 more 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 away without a clue.
Keepin' shit in control the neighboorhood chief but,
to as a walking thief,
They say a bad influence for the kids on the block,
Why the fuck they him,
the one that they jock.
Keepin' in line,
Whoever with his rhyme,
And before you fuck him,
You gotta fuck 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,
He's a from the streets,
And he's to rule,
Not he's in shit,
But he's for mine,
He was put on the to keep niggaz in line.
Never a fuck,
(huh?)
Because I know that he's a nigga you want to be.
He can't help it in shit,
But he hold shit back,
He's a in black,
And about to attack.

Cause I'm a villain,
tearin' shit up,
Don't on my face,
no kind of junk,
in control,
And if you press luck,
I'll you like that,
And give a fuck.

"Nickname Eazy-E...Ol' junkie!"

Ruthless gangsta, villain,
You can up yo' shit,
He's Stealin',
respect,
Cause the boy butt,
But the real is,
He give a fuck,
Eazy-E in the crowd,
But not in the 4,
I tell his 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 course the boss,
So your bitch out his face,
Or else gonna get tossed.
The to be fucked with,
The boy got heart,
fuck with him,
He'll Rip head apart.
Gangsta,
That's what they
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 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 your luck,
I'll you like that,
And won't a fuck.

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