Luyện nghe bài hát Check Out Time

Ay what time is it
("I don't know.") Oh shit, 12
Oh shit, we got to get the fuck up here
("Hell yeah.") Nigga, check out time nigga
Hey up Kurupt, call Daz room ("Hey there, bitch, where Suge at, nigga?") 
Call Suge, call all the niggas tell 'em to meet me downstairs ("Where K and niggas at man?")
Tell the valet, the Benz around ("Ay, y'all seen my shoes?")
Hey Kurupt, y'all niggas drivin or y'all 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 sunny day in
I got my mind focused on some while I'm into sexy capers
a holla to them hoochies last night, that tried to rape us
Will these rap lyrics take us, plus room all up in
I'm a boss playa, death before I let these bitches us
Last night was a fantansy, Alizé and Hennessy
A hoochie and her homie dirty dancin' 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 bitch
you argued, then I fight it, til you lick me where I like it
Got a nigga all excited, it don't matter, just don't it
I got to check out the scence
Too busy to dig a hole in your jeans
Now it seems, it's check out

We gotta go  (gotta go, 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 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 fantansies came 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 into 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 much time
So hurry up and pop the Dom and let me hit it from
Since I'm only for one night, I got to get you hot and heated
Play like Jackson, and beat 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 round up in the lobby
bustin' bitches is a hobby, nigga
It's out time

We go (ayo man Pac ay)
We gotta go (where the where the is Daz at man?)
We gotta go (This locked up or somethin'?)
We gotta go (The one not to leave) (yo man)
We gotta go (it's out time it's time to get out this mother)
We go (You seem 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 desk callin' but I'm out later
My is crazy from what 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
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 lost in a dream and so it seemed, to be the
Five bottles of Cristal and I'm tight
Out of sight from Pac and
As I get it up, the doors close, you stuck
In a heaty, sticky
Get up baby, you on vacation
check out time

We gotta
We gotta go (Ay, check out time)
We gotta go (Ay Pac, nigga 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 tell Daz, man, and 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 go 
We gotta
We gotta
We go 
We go 
We go 
We go

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