Luyện nghe bài hát Check Out Time

Ay time is it nigga?
("I know.") Oh shit, 12 o'clock
Oh shit, we got to get the fuck up here
("Hell yeah.") Nigga, it's check out time
Hey up Kurupt, call Daz room ("Hey there, bitch, where Suge at, nigga?") 
Call Suge, call all the niggas tell 'em to meet me downstairs ("Where K and them at man?")
Tell the valet, bring the around ("Ay, y'all seen my shoes?")
Hey Kurupt, niggas drivin or y'all flyin' back, whassup?
("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', breath as I'm yawnin'
Just sunny day in California
I got my mind focused on some papers while I'm sexy capers
Give a to them hoochies last night, that tried to rape us
Will these rap take us, plus room all up in Vegas
I'm a boss playa, death before I let these bitches us
Last night was like a fantansy, Alizé and
A hoochie and her homie dancin' with my man and me
Told her I was interested, all the shit we did
I got her hot and horny, all up on me, a freaky bitch
you argued, then I fight it, til you lick me where I like it
Got a nigga all excited, it don't matter, just don't it
I never got to check out the
Too tryin' to dig a hole in your jeans
Now it seems, check out time

We go  (gotta go, gotta go)
We go (yeah baby) (it's check it out time)
We gotta go (let's go nigga, go)
We gotta go (Y'all know what time it is!) (Ay, man get y'all bags man)
We gotta go (call that motherfucker, tell him to get a nigga shoe)
We go ('cause we out this, motherfucker)

They label me an outlaw, so it's for the panty raid
My fantansies true with 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 like my Syke
Then only right for me to disappear into the night
My game's tight, so I find time to recline
in your room, instant Messiah, shit wines of all kinds
I ain't got that much
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 like Micheal Jackson, and It
One thing I like to mention, I'm done and I'm out
there's someone else who deserves my attention
So all the round up in the lobby
bustin' bitches is a hobby, nigga
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 nigga up or somethin'?)
We gotta go (The one not to leave) (yo man)
We go (it's check out time it's time to get out this mother)
We go (You seem them bitches?)
We go (We out man, fuck that shit)
We go (Yo Rece!)
We go (Yo nigga, whassup, whassup?)

Hey I'm livin' the life of a boss
The front callin' but I'm checkin' out later
My behaviour is from what you did to me baby
If walls could talk, they'd say, you tried to me
I'm puttin' in work, but didn't hurt the jacuzzi to the bed
Carressin' your thoughts, I'm livin' Fed
Heard what I said? Passion is the room
the liquor we consumed I heard a boom
I'm out, you're yellin' out 'Big Syke Daddy'
We did it in the on the highway, my way
I'm lost in a and so it seemed, to be the night
Five 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, situation
Get up baby, you ain't on
check out time

We gotta
We gotta go (Ay, check out time)
We go (Ay Pac, nigga where my motherfuckin')
We go (where my shoes go, nigga?)
We gotta go (where my motherfuckin' drawers and at man?)
We go (Man, y'all niggas was in here partyin' too fuckin' much)
We go (What the fuck y'all doin', nigga? Kurupt!)
We go (go tell Daz, man, and Bogart and the rest of them niggas, c'mon man)
Niggas is man
Front desk all callin' me, me to get the hell outta here, man
We gotta go (I ain't got no more money, loan me a hundred)
We gotta
We go 
We gotta
We go 
We gotta
We go 
We go

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