Luyện nghe bài hát Check Out Time

Ay what is it nigga?
("I don't know.") Oh shit, 12
Oh shit, we got to get the fuck up here
("Hell yeah.") Nigga, it's out time nigga
Hey call up Kurupt, call Daz room ("Hey there, bitch, Suge at, nigga?") 
Call Suge, call all the niggas tell 'em to meet me downstairs ("Where K and niggas at man?")
Tell the valet, the Benz around ("Ay, y'all seen my shoes?")
Hey Kurupt, niggas drivin or y'all flyin' back, whassup?
("Man, I'm rollin' man, that shit.")
Hey Syke nigga, come on man, get up out the fool
("Fuck that, I lost some money, nigga.") Aw

Now I'm up in the mornin', breath stinkin' as I'm yawnin'
Just another day in California
I got my mind focused on some papers while I'm into capers
Give a holla to them hoochies last night, that tried to us
Will these rap lyrics take us, room all up in Vegas
I'm a boss playa, death I let these bitches break us
Last night was a fantansy, Alizé and Hennessy
A and her homie dirty 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, what a bitch
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 never got to check out the
Too busy to dig a hole in your jeans
Now it seems, check out time

We go  (gotta go, gotta go)
We gotta go (yeah baby) (it's it out time)
We go (let's go nigga, gotta go)
We gotta go (Y'all know what time it is!) (Ay, 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)

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' through the room to room
So I assume, since I'm a playa like my nigga
Then it's only for me to disappear into the night
My game's tight, so I find time to recline
Sneak in your room, instant Messiah, shit of all kinds
I ain't got that time
So up and pop the Dom and let me hit it from behind
Since I'm only here for one night, I got to get you hot and
Play Micheal Jackson, and beat It
One thing I like to mention, I'm done and I'm out
'Cause there's someone 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 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 to get out this mother)
We gotta go (You seem bitches?)
We go (We out man, fuck that shit)
We go (Yo Rece!)
We go (Yo nigga, whassup, whassup?)

Hey I'm livin' the of a boss playa
The desk 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 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 I said? Passion is crashin' the room
From the we consumed I heard a boom
I'm blackin' out, you're yellin' out 'Big Syke
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 from Pac and Kurupt
As I get it up, once the close, you stuck
In a heaty, sticky
Get up baby, you ain't on
It's out time

We go 
We gotta go (Ay, it's out time)
We gotta go (Ay Pac, 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 go (What the fuck y'all doin', nigga? Kurupt!)
We gotta go (go tell Daz, man, and Bogart and the rest of them niggas, 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 go 
We gotta
We go 
We gotta
We go

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