Luyện nghe bài hát Check Out Time

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

Now I'm up early in the mornin', stinkin' as I'm yawnin'
Just another day in California
I got my mind focused on some papers while I'm sexy capers
Give a holla to them last night, that tried to rape us
Will rap lyrics take us, plus room all up in Vegas
I'm a boss playa, before I let these bitches break us
Last night was like a fantansy, and Hennessy
A hoochie and her homie dirty dancin' 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 bitch
you argued, then I fight it, til you lick me where I like it
Got a nigga all excited, it don't matter, 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 check out

We gotta go  (gotta go, go)
We gotta go (yeah baby) (it's it out time)
We gotta go (let's go nigga, go)
We gotta go (Y'all what 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 for the panty raid
My came true with 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 like my Syke
Then it's only right for me to disappear the night
My game's trump tight, so I find to recline
in your room, instant 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 thing I like to mention, I'm done and I'm out
there's someone else who deserves my attention
So all the homies up in the lobby
'Cause 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 go (This nigga locked up or somethin'?)
We go (The only 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 gotta go (We out man, fuck shit)
We go (Yo Rece!)
We go (Yo nigga, whassup, whassup?)

Hey I'm livin' the life of a playa
The front callin' but I'm checkin' out later
My behaviour is crazy what you did to me baby
If walls could talk, say, you tried to fade 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 I heard a boom
I'm blackin' out, you're yellin' out Syke Daddy'
We did it in the on the highway, my way
I'm in a dream and so it seemed, to be the night
Five bottles of Cristal and I'm tight
Out of from Pac and Kurupt
As I get it up, the doors close, you stuck
In a heaty, situation
Get up baby, you ain't on
It's out time

We gotta
We gotta go (Ay, it's out time)
We go (Ay Pac, nigga where my motherfuckin')
We go (where my shoes go, nigga?)
We gotta go (where my motherfuckin' drawers and at man?)
We gotta go (Man, y'all niggas was in here partyin' too 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 more money, loan me a hundred)
We go 
We go 
We gotta
We gotta
We gotta
We gotta
We go

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