Luyện nghe bài hát Check Out Time

Ay time is it nigga?
("I know.") Oh shit, 12 o'clock
Oh shit, we got to get the up outta here
("Hell yeah.") Nigga, it's check out nigga
Hey call up Kurupt, call Daz room ("Hey there, bitch, where at, nigga?") 
Call Suge, call all the tell 'em to meet me downstairs ("Where K and them niggas at man?")
the valet, bring the Benz around ("Ay, y'all seen my shoes?")
Hey Kurupt, niggas drivin or y'all flyin' back, whassup?
("Man, I'm man, fuck that shit.")
Hey Syke nigga, come on man, get up out the fool
("Fuck that, I some money, nigga.") Aw nigga

Now I'm up early in the mornin', breath stinkin' as I'm
Just another sunny day in
I got my mind focused on some while I'm into sexy capers
Give a holla to them last night, that tried to rape us
Will these rap take us, plus room all up in Vegas
I'm a boss playa, death I let these bitches break us
Last night was like a fantansy, Alizé and
A hoochie and her dirty dancin' with my man and me
her I was interested, picture all the shit we did
I got her hot and horny, all up on me, what a freaky
First you argued, then I fight it, til you me where I like it
Got a nigga all excited, it don't matter, just bite it
I never got to out the scence
Too busy tryin' to dig a hole in your
Now it seems, it's check out

We go  (gotta go, gotta go)
We go (yeah baby) (it's check it out time)
We gotta go (let's go nigga, go)
We gotta go (Y'all know what time it is!) (Ay, man get y'all bags man)
We gotta go (call that motherfucker, tell him to get a nigga shoe)
We go ('cause we out this, motherfucker)

They label me an outlaw, so time for the panty raid
My fantansies came true Janet on, I'm in a escapade
But did it all, end too
All the homies runnin' through the halls to room
So I assume, since I'm a playa my nigga Syke
Then it's only right for me to into the night
My game's trump tight, so I find time to
Sneak in your room, Messiah, shit wines of all kinds
I ain't got that much
So hurry up and pop the Dom and let me hit it behind
Since I'm here for one night, I got to get you hot and heated
Play like Micheal Jackson, and It
One more thing I to mention, I'm done and I'm out
'Cause there's else who deserves my attention
So all the homies up in the lobby
'Cause bustin' is a hobby, nigga
check out time

We go (ayo man Pac ay)
We gotta go (where the the fuck is Daz at man?)
We go (This nigga locked up or somethin'?)
We gotta go (The one not to leave) (yo man)
We gotta go (it's check out time it's to get out this mother)
We gotta go (You seem bitches?)
We go (We out man, fuck that shit)
We go (Yo Rece!)
We go (Yo nigga, whassup, whassup?)

Hey I'm livin' the of a boss playa
The front desk callin' but I'm checkin' out
My is crazy from what you did to me baby
If walls could talk, they'd say, you tried to me
I'm in work, but didn't hurt from the jacuzzi to the bed
Carressin' your thoughts, I'm livin' Fed
Heard what I said? Passion is the room
From the liquor we consumed I heard a
I'm out, you're yellin' out 'Big Syke Daddy'
We did it in the on the highway, my way
I'm lost in a and so it seemed, to be the night
Five bottles of and I'm still tight
Out of from Pac and Kurupt
As I get it up, the doors close, you stuck
In a heaty, sticky
Get up baby, you on vacation
It's check out

We gotta
We gotta go (Ay, check out time)
We gotta go (Ay Pac, where my motherfuckin')
We go (where my shoes go, nigga?)
We gotta go (where my motherfuckin' and shit at man?)
We go (Man, y'all niggas was in here partyin' too fuckin' much)
We gotta go (What the fuck y'all doin', Kurupt!)
We gotta go (go tell Daz, man, and Bogart and the rest of them niggas, man)
is trippin' man
Front desk all callin' me, tellin' me to get the hell here, man
We gotta go (I ain't got no money, somebody loan me a hundred)
We go 
We go 
We gotta
We go 
We go 
We gotta
We go

We go, ooh
We go
We, hey
We
We go, ho
We go uh
Hmm yeah, hey hey