Check Out Time 2Pac (Ft. Big Syke, Kurupt & Natasha Walker)
"Check Out Time" by 2Pac (feat. Big Syke, Kurupt & Natasha Walker), released in 1996, is a #HipHop track exploring themes of mortality, the struggles of life, and the inevitability of death. The lyrics convey a sense of urgency and reflection on life's fleeting moments. Unique elements include a smooth beat and engaging verses, showcasing 2Pac's signature storytelling. The song resonates culturally as it addresses the harsh realities faced by marginalized communities.
[Intro: 2Pac, Kurupt & Syke]
Ay what time is it nigga?
I don't know
Oh shit, 12 o'clock
Oh shit, we got to get the fuck up outta here
Hell yeah
Nigga, it's check out time nigga
Hey call 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 niggas at man?
Tell the valet, bring the Benz around
Ay, y'all seen my shoes?
Hey Kurupt, y'all niggas drivin' or y'all flyin' back, whassup?
Man, I'm rollin' man, fuck that shit
Hey Syke nigga, come on man, get up out the bathroom fool
Fuck that, I lost some money, nigga
Aw nigga, damn
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Now I'm up early in the mornin', breath stinkin' as I'm yawnin'
Just another sunny day in California
I got my mind focused on some papers while I'm into sexy capers
Give a holla to them hoochies last night, that tried to rape us
Will these rap lyrics take us, plus room all up in Vegas
I'm a boss playa, death before I let these bitches break us
Last night was like a fantasy, Alizé and Hennessy
A hoochie and her homie dirty dancin' with my man and me
Told her I was interested, picture all the shit we did
I got her hot and horny, all up on me, what a freaky bitch
First 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 bite it
I never got to check out the scene
Too busy tryin' to dig a hole in your jeans
Now it seems, it's check out time
Ay what time is it nigga?
I don't know
Oh shit, 12 o'clock
Oh shit, we got to get the fuck up outta here
Hell yeah
Nigga, it's check out time nigga
Hey call 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 niggas at man?
Tell the valet, bring the Benz around
Ay, y'all seen my shoes?
Hey Kurupt, y'all niggas drivin' or y'all flyin' back, whassup?
Man, I'm rollin' man, fuck that shit
Hey Syke nigga, come on man, get up out the bathroom fool
Fuck that, I lost some money, nigga
Aw nigga, damn
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Now I'm up early in the mornin', breath stinkin' as I'm yawnin'
Just another sunny day in California
I got my mind focused on some papers while I'm into sexy capers
Give a holla to them hoochies last night, that tried to rape us
Will these rap lyrics take us, plus room all up in Vegas
I'm a boss playa, death before I let these bitches break us
Last night was like a fantasy, Alizé and Hennessy
A hoochie and her homie dirty dancin' with my man and me
Told her I was interested, picture all the shit we did
I got her hot and horny, all up on me, what a freaky bitch
First 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 bite it
I never got to check out the scene
Too busy tryin' to dig a hole in your jeans
Now it seems, it's check out time
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