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 outta
("Hell yeah.") Nigga, it's check out time
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?")
the valet, bring the Benz around ("Ay, y'all seen my shoes?")
Hey Kurupt, y'all niggas drivin or flyin' 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 in the mornin', breath 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 hoochies night, that tried to rape us
Will these rap lyrics us, plus room all up in Vegas
I'm a boss playa, death I let these bitches break us
night was like a fantansy, Alizé and Hennessy
A hoochie and her homie dirty dancin' my man and me
Told her I was interested, picture all the we did
I got her hot and horny, all up on me, what a freaky
First you argued, then I fight it, til you lick me I like it
Got a nigga all excited, it don't matter, just bite it
I never got to check out the
Too busy tryin' to dig a hole in jeans
Now it seems, it's out time

We gotta go  (gotta go, 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 gotta go (call that valet motherfucker, tell him to get a 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 runnin' through the room to room
So I assume, since I'm a playa my nigga Syke
Then it's only for me to disappear into the night
My trump tight, so I find time to recline
Sneak in your room, instant Messiah, shit wines of all
I ain't got that 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 Micheal Jackson, and beat It
One more I like to mention, I'm done and I'm out
there's someone 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 gotta go (where the 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 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 the life of a boss playa
The front callin' but I'm checkin' out later
My behaviour is crazy from what you did to me
If walls could talk, they'd say, you to fade me
I'm puttin' in work, but didn't hurt the jacuzzi to the bed
your thoughts, 'cause I'm livin' Fed
Heard I said? Passion is crashin' the room
From the liquor we consumed I heard a
I'm blackin' out, 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 still
Out of from Pac and Kurupt
As I get it up, once the doors close, you
In a heaty, sticky
Get up baby, you ain't on
check out time

We gotta
We go (Ay, it's check out time)
We gotta go (Ay Pac, 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 partyin' too 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 all callin' me, tellin' me to get the hell outta here, man
We gotta go (I ain't got no money, somebody loan me a hundred)
We go 
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