Luyện nghe bài hát Check Out Time

Ay time is it nigga?
("I don't know.") Oh shit, 12
Oh shit, we got to get the fuck up outta
("Hell yeah.") Nigga, it's check out time
Hey call up Kurupt, Daz room ("Hey there, bitch, where Suge at, nigga?") 
Call Suge, call all the niggas 'em to meet me downstairs ("Where K and them niggas at man?")
Tell the valet, bring the Benz around ("Ay, y'all my shoes?")
Hey Kurupt, y'all niggas drivin or flyin' back, whassup?
("Man, I'm rollin' man, fuck shit.")
Hey Syke nigga, on man, get up out the bathroom fool
("Fuck that, I some money, nigga.") Aw nigga

Now I'm up early in the mornin', breath as I'm yawnin'
Just another day in California
I got my mind focused on some papers while I'm into capers
a holla to them hoochies last night, that tried to rape us
Will rap lyrics take us, plus room all up in Vegas
I'm a boss playa, death before I let bitches break us
Last night was like a fantansy, Alizé and
A hoochie and her dirty dancin' with my man and me
Told her I was interested, 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 lick me where I it
Got a nigga all excited, it matter, just don't bite it
I never got to check out the
Too tryin' to dig a hole in your jeans
Now it seems, it's out time

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

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

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

Hey I'm livin' the life of a playa
The desk callin' but I'm checkin' out later
My behaviour is crazy from you did to me baby
If walls could talk, they'd say, you tried to me
I'm puttin' in work, but didn't hurt from the to the bed
Carressin' thoughts, 'cause I'm livin' Fed
what I said? Passion is crashin' the room
From the liquor we I heard a boom
I'm blackin' out, yellin' out 'Big Syke Daddy'
We did it in the on the highway, my way
I'm lost in a dream and so it seemed, to be the
Five bottles of and I'm still tight
Out of sight from Pac and
As I get it up, once the close, you stuck
In a heaty, situation
Get up baby, you ain't on
It's check out

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

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