Luyện nghe bài hát Check Out Time

Ay what is it nigga?
("I don't know.") Oh shit, 12
Oh shit, we got to get the fuck up here
("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 tell 'em to meet me downstairs ("Where K and 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, come on man, get up out the bathroom
("Fuck that, I some money, nigga.") Aw nigga

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 into sexy
Give a holla to them hoochies last night, that to rape us
Will these rap take us, plus room all up in Vegas
I'm a boss playa, death before I let these bitches us
Last night was like a fantansy, 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, don't bite it
I never got to out the scence
Too busy tryin' to dig a hole in 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 gotta go (let's go nigga, go)
We go (Y'all know 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)

label me an outlaw, so it's time for the panty raid
My fantansies came true 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 like my nigga Syke
Then only right for me to disappear into the night
My game's tight, so I find time 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 from
Since I'm only here for one night, I got to get you hot and
like 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 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 go (The only one not to leave) (yo man)
We gotta go (it's check out time it's 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 boss
The front desk but I'm checkin' out later
My behaviour is 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 Passion is crashin' the room
From the liquor we consumed I heard a
I'm blackin' out, you're 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 of Cristal and I'm still 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 go 
We gotta go (Ay, check out time)
We gotta go (Ay Pac, where my motherfuckin')
We go (where my shoes go, nigga?)
We go (where my motherfuckin' drawers and shit at man?)
We gotta go (Man, y'all niggas was in here partyin' too much)
We gotta go (What the 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, me to get the hell outta here, man
We gotta go (I ain't got no more money, somebody me a hundred)
We go 
We gotta
We go 
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