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

Now I'm up early in the mornin', breath 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 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 bitches break us
Last night was like a fantansy, Alizé and
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 freaky
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 busy to dig a hole in your jeans
Now it seems, it's out time

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 what time it is!) (Ay, c'mon man get y'all bags man)
We gotta go (call that valet motherfucker, 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 came true with Janet on, I'm in a escapade
But did it all, end too
All the homies runnin' the halls room 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 trump tight, so I find time to recline
Sneak in your room, instant Messiah, shit of all kinds
I got that much time
So up and pop the Dom and let me hit it from behind
Since I'm only for one night, I got to get you hot and heated
Play Micheal Jackson, and beat It
One more thing I like to mention, I'm and I'm out
'Cause someone else who deserves my attention
So all the homies up in the lobby
'Cause bitches is a hobby, nigga
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 nigga up or somethin'?)
We gotta go (The one not to leave) (yo man)
We gotta go (it's check out time it's time to get out mother)
We gotta go (You seem 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 callin' but I'm checkin' out
My behaviour is crazy from what you did to me
If walls could talk, say, you tried to fade me
I'm in work, but didn't hurt from the jacuzzi 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 Syke
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 still
Out of from Pac and Kurupt
As I get it up, once the close, you stuck
In a heaty, situation
Get up baby, you ain't on
It's out time

We gotta
We go (Ay, it's check out time)
We go (Ay Pac, nigga 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 was in here partyin' too fuckin' much)
We gotta go (What the fuck y'all doin', Kurupt!)
We gotta go (go tell Daz, man, and Bogart and the of them niggas, c'mon man)
Niggas is man
Front desk all callin' me, tellin' me to get the outta here, man
We gotta go (I ain't got no money, somebody loan me a hundred)
We gotta
We gotta
We gotta
We gotta
We gotta
We go 
We go

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