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 here
("Hell yeah.") Nigga, it's check out time
Hey up Kurupt, call 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 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 focused on some papers while I'm into sexy capers
Give a holla to them last night, that tried to rape us
these 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, Alizé and
A hoochie and her homie dancin' with my man and me
Told her I was interested, picture all the we did
I got her hot and horny, all up on me, a freaky 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 got to check out the scence
Too tryin' to dig a hole in your jeans
Now it seems, it's check out

We go  (gotta go, gotta 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 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 time for the panty
My fantansies true with Janet on, I'm in a escapade
But did it all, end too
All the homies through the halls room to room
So I assume, since I'm a playa my nigga Syke
Then it's only right for me to disappear the night
My game's trump tight, so I find time to
in your room, instant Messiah, shit wines of all kinds
I ain't got that time
So hurry up and pop the Dom and let me hit it behind
Since I'm only here for one night, I got to get you hot and
Play Micheal Jackson, and beat It
One more I like to mention, I'm done and I'm out
'Cause there's else who deserves my attention
So all the homies round up in the
'Cause bustin' bitches is a hobby,
It's out time

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 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 livin' the life of a playa
The front desk but I'm checkin' out later
My behaviour is crazy from you did to me baby
If walls could talk, they'd say, you to fade me
I'm puttin' in work, but didn't hurt from the to the bed
your thoughts, 'cause I'm livin' Fed
Heard what I Passion is crashin' the room
the liquor we consumed I heard a boom
I'm blackin' out, you're yellin' out 'Big 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 and I'm still tight
Out of from Pac and Kurupt
As I get it up, once the doors close, you
In a heaty, situation
Get up baby, you ain't on
check out time

We go 
We go (Ay, it's check out time)
We go (Ay Pac, nigga where my motherfuckin')
We gotta go (where my go, nigga?)
We gotta go (where my motherfuckin' and shit at man?)
We gotta go (Man, y'all niggas was in here too fuckin' much)
We go (What the fuck y'all doin', nigga? Kurupt!)
We go (go tell Daz, man, and Bogart and the rest of them niggas, c'mon 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 gotta
We gotta
We go 
We gotta
We gotta
We go

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