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

Now I'm up early in the mornin', breath as I'm yawnin'
Just another sunny day in
I got my mind on some papers while I'm into sexy capers
a holla to them hoochies last night, that tried to rape us
Will these rap lyrics take us, plus room all up in
I'm a boss playa, death I let these bitches break us
Last night was like a fantansy, and Hennessy
A and her homie dirty dancin' with 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 me where I like it
Got a nigga all excited, it don't matter, just don't it
I got to check 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 gotta go (Y'all know 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)

They label me an outlaw, so it's time for the raid
My fantansies came with 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 playa my nigga Syke
Then it's only right for me to disappear the night
My game's trump tight, so I find time to
Sneak in your room, Messiah, shit wines of all kinds
I ain't got that time
So hurry up and pop the Dom and let me hit it behind
Since I'm only for one night, I got to get you hot and heated
Play like Jackson, and beat It
One more I like to mention, I'm done and I'm out
'Cause there's someone else who deserves my
So all the homies round up in the
bustin' 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 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 go (We out man, fuck 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 out later
My behaviour is crazy from you did to me baby
If walls talk, they'd say, you tried to fade me
I'm puttin' in work, but didn't from the jacuzzi to the bed
Carressin' your thoughts, I'm livin' Fed
Heard what I said? Passion is crashin' the
From the liquor we consumed I a boom
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
bottles of Cristal and I'm still tight
Out of sight from Pac and
As I get it up, once the close, you stuck
In a heaty, sticky
Get up baby, you on vacation
check out time

We go 
We gotta go (Ay, it's out time)
We gotta go (Ay Pac, nigga my motherfuckin')
We go (where my shoes go, nigga?)
We go (where my motherfuckin' drawers and shit at man?)
We gotta go (Man, niggas was in here partyin' too fuckin' 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, tellin' me to get the hell here, man
We gotta go (I ain't got no more money, somebody me a hundred)
We go 
We gotta
We gotta
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