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 outta
("Hell yeah.") Nigga, it's check out time
Hey call up Kurupt, Daz room ("Hey there, bitch, where Suge at, nigga?") 
Suge, call all the niggas tell 'em to meet 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, that shit.")
Hey Syke nigga, on man, get up out the bathroom fool
("Fuck that, I lost money, nigga.") Aw nigga

Now I'm up early in the mornin', breath stinkin' as I'm
another sunny day in California
I got my mind focused on some papers while I'm sexy capers
Give a holla to them hoochies night, that tried to rape us
Will rap lyrics take us, plus room all up in Vegas
I'm a boss playa, death before I let these break us
Last night was like a fantansy, Alizé and
A hoochie and her homie dancin' 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, a freaky 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 don't it
I never got to out the scence
Too busy tryin' to dig a hole in jeans
Now it seems, it's check out

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

They label me an outlaw, so time 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 halls to room
So I assume, since I'm a like my nigga Syke
it's only right for me to disappear into the night
My game's tight, so I find time to recline
Sneak in your room, instant Messiah, shit wines of all
I got that 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 like Micheal Jackson, and It
One more thing I 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
'Cause bustin' is a hobby, nigga
check out time

We go (ayo man Pac ay)
We gotta go (where the where the is Daz at man?)
We go (This nigga locked up or somethin'?)
We go (The only 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 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 playa
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 tried to me
I'm puttin' in work, but didn't from the jacuzzi to the bed
Carressin' thoughts, 'cause I'm livin' Fed
what I said? Passion is crashin' the room
From the liquor we consumed I 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 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 on vacation
It's out time

We gotta
We go (Ay, it's check out time)
We go (Ay Pac, nigga where my motherfuckin')
We gotta go (where my go, nigga?)
We gotta go (where my motherfuckin' and shit at man?)
We gotta go (Man, y'all 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 outta here, man
We gotta go (I ain't got no more money, somebody me a hundred)
We gotta
We go 
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