Luyện nghe bài hát Check Out Time

Ay what time is it
("I know.") Oh shit, 12 o'clock
Oh shit, we got to get the fuck up here
("Hell yeah.") Nigga, it's check out nigga
Hey call up Kurupt, Daz room ("Hey there, bitch, where Suge at, nigga?") 
Call Suge, call all the niggas tell 'em to me downstairs ("Where K and them niggas at man?")
Tell the valet, the Benz around ("Ay, y'all seen my shoes?")
Hey Kurupt, y'all niggas drivin or y'all flyin' back,
("Man, I'm rollin' man, fuck 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'
another sunny day in California
I got my mind focused on some while I'm into sexy capers
Give a holla to them hoochies last night, that tried to us
these rap lyrics take us, plus room all up in Vegas
I'm a playa, death before I let these bitches break us
Last night was like a fantansy, Alizé and
A hoochie and her homie dirty with 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 lick me I like it
Got a nigga all excited, it matter, just don't bite it
I got to check out the scence
Too busy tryin' to dig a hole in 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 go (let's go nigga, gotta go)
We gotta go (Y'all know what 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 fantansies came 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 nigga
Then it's only right for me to into the night
My game's trump tight, so I find to recline
Sneak in your room, instant Messiah, wines of all kinds
I ain't got 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
there's someone else who deserves my attention
So all the homies round up in the
'Cause bustin' bitches is a hobby,
It's check out

We go (ayo man Pac ay)
We gotta go (where the where the 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 it's time to get out 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 livin' the life of a playa
The front desk callin' but I'm checkin' out
My behaviour is from what you did to me baby
If walls could talk, say, you tried to fade me
I'm puttin' in work, but didn't hurt from the to the bed
Carressin' your thoughts, I'm livin' Fed
Heard what I said? is crashin' the room
From the we consumed I heard a boom
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 bottles of Cristal and I'm still
Out of sight from Pac and
As I get it up, once the doors close, you
In a heaty, sticky
Get up baby, you on vacation
It's check out

We go 
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 niggas was in here too fuckin' much)
We gotta go (What the fuck y'all doin', 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 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