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 fuck up here
("Hell yeah.") Nigga, it's check out time
Hey call up Kurupt, call Daz room ("Hey there, bitch, Suge at, nigga?") 
Suge, call all the niggas tell 'em to meet me downstairs ("Where K and them niggas at man?")
Tell the valet, the Benz around ("Ay, y'all seen my shoes?")
Hey Kurupt, y'all niggas drivin or y'all flyin' back,
("Man, I'm man, fuck that shit.")
Hey Syke nigga, come on man, get up out the bathroom
("Fuck that, I lost money, nigga.") Aw nigga

Now I'm up early in the mornin', stinkin' as I'm yawnin'
another sunny day in California
I got my mind focused on some papers I'm into sexy capers
Give a holla to them last night, that tried to rape us
Will these rap lyrics take us, room all up in Vegas
I'm a playa, death before I let these bitches break us
Last was like a fantansy, Alizé and Hennessy
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 bitch
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 to dig a hole in your jeans
Now it seems, it's check out

We go  (gotta go, gotta go)
We go (yeah baby) (it's check it out time)
We go (let's go nigga, gotta go)
We gotta go (Y'all what time it is!) (Ay, c'mon 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 it's for the panty raid
My fantansies came true with Janet on, I'm in a
But did it all, end too
All the homies runnin' through the halls room to
So I assume, since I'm a like my nigga Syke
Then it's only for me to disappear into the night
My game's tight, so I find time to recline
Sneak in your room, instant Messiah, shit 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
like Micheal Jackson, and beat It
One more thing I like to mention, I'm and I'm out
'Cause there's someone else who deserves my
So all the round up in the lobby
'Cause bustin' bitches is a hobby,
It's out time

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

Hey I'm the life of a boss playa
The front desk but I'm checkin' out later
My is crazy from what you did to me baby
If walls could talk, say, you tried to fade me
I'm puttin' in work, but didn't from the jacuzzi to the bed
Carressin' your thoughts, 'cause I'm Fed
Heard what I Passion is crashin' 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 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, once the close, you stuck
In a heaty, sticky
Get up baby, you on vacation
check out time

We gotta
We gotta go (Ay, it's 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 gotta go (Man, niggas was in here partyin' too fuckin' much)
We go (What the fuck y'all doin', nigga? Kurupt!)
We gotta go (go tell Daz, man, and Bogart and the rest of them niggas, man)
is trippin' man
Front all callin' me, tellin' me to get the hell outta here, man
We go (I ain't got no more money, somebody loan me a hundred)
We go 
We go 
We go 
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