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

Now I'm up early in the mornin', stinkin' as I'm yawnin'
Just another sunny day in
I got my mind focused on some papers while I'm sexy capers
Give a holla to them hoochies last night, tried to rape us
Will these rap take us, plus room all up in Vegas
I'm a boss playa, death before I let bitches break us
Last 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 bitch
First you argued, then I fight it, til you me where I like it
Got a nigga all excited, it matter, just don't bite it
I never got to out the scence
Too tryin' to dig a hole in your jeans
Now it seems, check out time

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 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 raid
My fantansies came true with Janet on, I'm in a
But did it all, end too
All the homies runnin' through the room to room
So I assume, since I'm a playa like my nigga
Then it's only right for me to 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 much
So hurry up and pop the Dom and let me hit it from
I'm only here for one night, I got to get you hot and heated
Play like Micheal Jackson, and It
One thing I like to mention, I'm done and I'm out
'Cause there's someone else who my attention
So all the homies up in the lobby
'Cause bustin' bitches is a hobby,
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 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 gotta go (You 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 boss
The front desk callin' but I'm checkin' out
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
Carressin' your thoughts, 'cause I'm Fed
Heard what I said? is crashin' the room
From the liquor we consumed I a boom
I'm blackin' out, you're yellin' out 'Big Syke
We did it in the on the highway, my way
I'm lost in a and so it seemed, to be the night
Five bottles of Cristal and I'm tight
Out of sight Pac and Kurupt
As I get it up, once the doors close, you
In a heaty, situation
Get up baby, you ain't on
It's check out

We go 
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 here partyin' too 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)
is trippin' man
Front desk all callin' me, tellin' me to get the outta here, man
We gotta go (I ain't got no more money, somebody 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