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

Now I'm up early in the mornin', stinkin' as I'm yawnin'
Just another day in California
I got my mind focused on some while I'm into sexy capers
Give a holla to hoochies last night, that tried to rape us
Will these rap lyrics take us, room all up in Vegas
I'm a boss playa, before I let these bitches break us
Last night was like a fantansy, Alizé and
A and her homie dirty 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, what a bitch
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, check out time

We go  (gotta go, gotta 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 time it is!) (Ay, c'mon man get bags man)
We gotta go (call that valet motherfucker, him to get a nigga shoe)
We go ('cause we out this, motherfucker)

label me an outlaw, so it's time for the panty raid
My came true 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 Syke
Then it's right for me to disappear into the night
My game's trump tight, so I time to recline
Sneak in your room, instant Messiah, wines of all kinds
I got that much time
So hurry up and pop the Dom and let me hit it behind
Since I'm only here for one night, I got to get you hot and
Play like Micheal Jackson, and It
One more thing I like to mention, I'm and I'm out
'Cause there's someone else who deserves my
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 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 gotta go (You seem 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 desk callin' but I'm checkin' out later
My behaviour is crazy from 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 Passion is crashin' the room
the liquor we consumed I heard 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 Pac and Kurupt
As I get it up, once the close, you stuck
In a heaty, situation
Get up baby, you on vacation
It's check out

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, y'all niggas was in here partyin' too 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 money, somebody loan me a hundred)
We gotta
We go 
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