Chords for 2Pac - Check out the time
Tempo:
94.6 bpm
Chords used:
C#
F#
A#m
Fm
D#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

Start Jamming...
[A#] [D] Hey, what time is it?
[A#m] [C#]
[A#m] [Fm]
[C#]
I hope this also papers while I'm at the sexy capers
[A#m] Give a holler to the moochies last night that tried to break us
Sweeties rap lyrics fake as
My zoom all up and break us, I'm a boss [F#] play
Death is for I let [C#] these bitches break us
Last night was like a fantasy, Alice A and N-C
A [D#] hoochie and a homie, dirty [C#] dancing with my man and me
Told her I was interesting
Bitch all the shit we did, I caught a hot and horny
All up on me, what a freaky bitch
First you argue, then I fight it
Till you leave me, whether I like [F#] it, got a nigga all excited
It don't matter, [C#] just don't bite it
I never got to check out the scene, too busy
Trying to dig a hole in your jeans, now it [Fm] seems
It's check out time
We gotta go, we gotta [A#m] go
We are the real [C#] ones
We are the real [D#m] ones
[C#] We are the real ones
We are the real ones
We are the real ones
We are the real ones
So it's time for the panty rain, my fantasies came true
Standin' on a man, I escapaded
Did it all in too soon
All the homies runnin' [F#] through the halls, room to room
[C#] So I assume since I'm a player like my niggas psyched
Then it's [G#m] only right for me to disappear into the [C#] night
My game's trumped tight, so I find time to [F#] recline
Sneaking your room, instant massage, shit-wise of all [C#] kinds
I ain't got that much time, [F#] so hurry up and pop the dime
And let me [A#m] hit it from behind
Since I'm only here for one night, I got the bitch hot and [A#] heated
Play like Michael [Fm] Jackson and beat it
One more thing I'd like to mention
I'm done and [A#m] I'm out cause there's someone else who deserves my attention
So all the homies round up in the lobby
Cause bussin' bitches is a hobby
Nigga, [C#] it's check out time
We gotta go, we gotta go
[F#] [C#] We gotta go, [A#m] we gotta go
[C#]
We gotta go, we gotta go
We gotta go, we gotta go
[F#] We gotta go, we gotta go
[C#] We gotta go, we gotta go
We gotta go, we gotta go
We gotta go, we gotta go
We [Fm] gotta go, we gotta go
[C#] We gotta go, [B] we gotta go
[C#] We gotta go, we gotta go
I'm holding up your koozie to the bed
Caressing your thoughts as I'm living fed
Heard what I said, passion's crashing the room
From [A#m] the liquor we consume I heard a boom
[G#] I'm blacking out, you're yelling out, big [C#] psych daddy
We did it in the caddy on the highway, my way
I'm lost in the dream and so it seemed to be the night
Five bottles of crystal and I'm still tight
Out of sight from pocket corrupt
As I get it up, [G#m] want the doors closed, you're [C#] stuck
In a heaty, sticky situation
Get up baby, [D#m] you ain't on vacation, [A#m] it's checkout time
[C#]
[F#] [C#]
[F#] [D#m] [C#]
[A#m] [C#]
[F#] We gotta [C#] go, we gotta go, we gotta go, we gotta go
[F#] We gotta go, [C#] we gotta go, [A#m] we gotta go, [C#]
we gotta
[F#] go
[C#]
We [F#] [C#] gotta go, we gotta [F#] go, [C#] we gotta [A#m] go, [C#]
[F#] we [C#] [G#] gotta go
[C#] [A#m]
[N]
[A#m] [C#]
[A#m] [Fm]
[C#]
I hope this also papers while I'm at the sexy capers
[A#m] Give a holler to the moochies last night that tried to break us
Sweeties rap lyrics fake as
My zoom all up and break us, I'm a boss [F#] play
Death is for I let [C#] these bitches break us
Last night was like a fantasy, Alice A and N-C
A [D#] hoochie and a homie, dirty [C#] dancing with my man and me
Told her I was interesting
Bitch all the shit we did, I caught a hot and horny
All up on me, what a freaky bitch
First you argue, then I fight it
Till you leave me, whether I like [F#] it, got a nigga all excited
It don't matter, [C#] just don't bite it
I never got to check out the scene, too busy
Trying to dig a hole in your jeans, now it [Fm] seems
It's check out time
We gotta go, we gotta [A#m] go
We are the real [C#] ones
We are the real [D#m] ones
[C#] We are the real ones
We are the real ones
We are the real ones
We are the real ones
So it's time for the panty rain, my fantasies came true
Standin' on a man, I escapaded
Did it all in too soon
All the homies runnin' [F#] through the halls, room to room
[C#] So I assume since I'm a player like my niggas psyched
Then it's [G#m] only right for me to disappear into the [C#] night
My game's trumped tight, so I find time to [F#] recline
Sneaking your room, instant massage, shit-wise of all [C#] kinds
I ain't got that much time, [F#] so hurry up and pop the dime
And let me [A#m] hit it from behind
Since I'm only here for one night, I got the bitch hot and [A#] heated
Play like Michael [Fm] Jackson and beat it
One more thing I'd like to mention
I'm done and [A#m] I'm out cause there's someone else who deserves my attention
So all the homies round up in the lobby
Cause bussin' bitches is a hobby
Nigga, [C#] it's check out time
We gotta go, we gotta go
[F#] [C#] We gotta go, [A#m] we gotta go
[C#]
We gotta go, we gotta go
We gotta go, we gotta go
[F#] We gotta go, we gotta go
[C#] We gotta go, we gotta go
We gotta go, we gotta go
We gotta go, we gotta go
We [Fm] gotta go, we gotta go
[C#] We gotta go, [B] we gotta go
[C#] We gotta go, we gotta go
I'm holding up your koozie to the bed
Caressing your thoughts as I'm living fed
Heard what I said, passion's crashing the room
From [A#m] the liquor we consume I heard a boom
[G#] I'm blacking out, you're yelling out, big [C#] psych daddy
We did it in the caddy on the highway, my way
I'm lost in the dream and so it seemed to be the night
Five bottles of crystal and I'm still tight
Out of sight from pocket corrupt
As I get it up, [G#m] want the doors closed, you're [C#] stuck
In a heaty, sticky situation
Get up baby, [D#m] you ain't on vacation, [A#m] it's checkout time
[C#]
[F#] [C#]
[F#] [D#m] [C#]
[A#m] [C#]
[F#] We gotta [C#] go, we gotta go, we gotta go, we gotta go
[F#] We gotta go, [C#] we gotta go, [A#m] we gotta go, [C#]
we gotta
[F#] go
[C#]
We [F#] [C#] gotta go, we gotta [F#] go, [C#] we gotta [A#m] go, [C#]
[F#] we [C#] [G#] gotta go
[C#] [A#m]
[N]
Key:
C#
F#
A#m
Fm
D#m
C#
F#
A#m
[A#] _ [D] _ _ _ _ Hey, what time is it?
_ _ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A#m] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I hope this also papers while I'm at the sexy capers
[A#m] Give a holler to the moochies last night that tried to break us
Sweeties rap lyrics fake as
My zoom all up and break us, I'm a boss [F#] play
Death is for I let [C#] these bitches break us
Last night was like a fantasy, Alice A and N-C
A [D#] hoochie and a homie, dirty [C#] dancing with my man and me
Told her I was interesting
Bitch all the shit we did, I caught a hot and horny
All up on me, what a freaky bitch
First you argue, then I fight it
Till you leave me, whether I like [F#] it, got a nigga all excited
It don't matter, [C#] just don't bite it
I never got to check out the scene, too busy
Trying to dig a hole in your jeans, now it [Fm] seems
It's check out time
We gotta go, we gotta [A#m] go
We are the real _ [C#] ones
We are the real [D#m] ones
[C#] _ We are the real ones
We are the real ones
We are the real ones
We are the real ones
So it's time for the panty rain, my fantasies came true
Standin' on a man, I escapaded
Did it all in too soon
All the homies runnin' [F#] through the halls, room to room
[C#] So I assume since I'm a player like my niggas psyched
Then it's [G#m] only right for me to disappear into the [C#] night
My game's trumped tight, so I find time to [F#] recline
Sneaking your room, instant massage, shit-wise of all [C#] kinds
I ain't got that much time, [F#] so hurry up and pop the dime
And let me [A#m] hit it from behind
Since I'm only here for one night, I got the bitch hot and [A#] heated
Play like Michael [Fm] Jackson and beat it
One more thing I'd like to mention
I'm done and [A#m] I'm out cause there's someone else who deserves my attention
So all the homies round up in the lobby
Cause bussin' bitches is a hobby
Nigga, [C#] it's check out time
We gotta go, we gotta go
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ We gotta go, [A#m] we gotta go
_ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ We gotta go, we gotta go
We gotta go, we gotta go
[F#] We gotta go, we gotta go
[C#] We gotta go, we gotta go
We gotta go, we gotta go
We gotta go, we gotta go
We [Fm] _ gotta go, we gotta go
[C#] We gotta go, [B] we gotta go
[C#] We gotta go, we gotta go
I'm holding up your koozie to the bed
Caressing your thoughts as I'm living fed
Heard what I said, passion's crashing the room
From [A#m] the liquor we consume I heard a boom
[G#] I'm blacking out, you're yelling out, big [C#] psych daddy
We did it in the caddy on the highway, my way
I'm lost in the dream and so it seemed to be the night
Five bottles of crystal and I'm still tight
Out of sight from pocket corrupt
As I get it up, [G#m] want the doors closed, you're [C#] stuck
In a heaty, sticky situation
Get up baby, [D#m] you ain't on vacation, [A#m] it's checkout time _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ [D#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ [A#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ [F#] We gotta [C#] go, we gotta go, we gotta go, we gotta go
[F#] We gotta go, [C#] we gotta go, [A#m] we gotta go, [C#] _
we _ _ _ _ gotta _
_ [F#] _ go
_ _ [C#] _
We _ [F#] _ _ _ [C#] gotta go, _ _ _ _ _ we _ gotta [F#] go, _ [C#] we _ gotta [A#m] go, _ _ [C#] _ _
_ [F#] we _ _ [C#] [G#] gotta go
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A#m] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I hope this also papers while I'm at the sexy capers
[A#m] Give a holler to the moochies last night that tried to break us
Sweeties rap lyrics fake as
My zoom all up and break us, I'm a boss [F#] play
Death is for I let [C#] these bitches break us
Last night was like a fantasy, Alice A and N-C
A [D#] hoochie and a homie, dirty [C#] dancing with my man and me
Told her I was interesting
Bitch all the shit we did, I caught a hot and horny
All up on me, what a freaky bitch
First you argue, then I fight it
Till you leave me, whether I like [F#] it, got a nigga all excited
It don't matter, [C#] just don't bite it
I never got to check out the scene, too busy
Trying to dig a hole in your jeans, now it [Fm] seems
It's check out time
We gotta go, we gotta [A#m] go
We are the real _ [C#] ones
We are the real [D#m] ones
[C#] _ We are the real ones
We are the real ones
We are the real ones
We are the real ones
So it's time for the panty rain, my fantasies came true
Standin' on a man, I escapaded
Did it all in too soon
All the homies runnin' [F#] through the halls, room to room
[C#] So I assume since I'm a player like my niggas psyched
Then it's [G#m] only right for me to disappear into the [C#] night
My game's trumped tight, so I find time to [F#] recline
Sneaking your room, instant massage, shit-wise of all [C#] kinds
I ain't got that much time, [F#] so hurry up and pop the dime
And let me [A#m] hit it from behind
Since I'm only here for one night, I got the bitch hot and [A#] heated
Play like Michael [Fm] Jackson and beat it
One more thing I'd like to mention
I'm done and [A#m] I'm out cause there's someone else who deserves my attention
So all the homies round up in the lobby
Cause bussin' bitches is a hobby
Nigga, [C#] it's check out time
We gotta go, we gotta go
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ We gotta go, [A#m] we gotta go
_ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ We gotta go, we gotta go
We gotta go, we gotta go
[F#] We gotta go, we gotta go
[C#] We gotta go, we gotta go
We gotta go, we gotta go
We gotta go, we gotta go
We [Fm] _ gotta go, we gotta go
[C#] We gotta go, [B] we gotta go
[C#] We gotta go, we gotta go
I'm holding up your koozie to the bed
Caressing your thoughts as I'm living fed
Heard what I said, passion's crashing the room
From [A#m] the liquor we consume I heard a boom
[G#] I'm blacking out, you're yelling out, big [C#] psych daddy
We did it in the caddy on the highway, my way
I'm lost in the dream and so it seemed to be the night
Five bottles of crystal and I'm still tight
Out of sight from pocket corrupt
As I get it up, [G#m] want the doors closed, you're [C#] stuck
In a heaty, sticky situation
Get up baby, [D#m] you ain't on vacation, [A#m] it's checkout time _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ [D#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ [A#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ [F#] We gotta [C#] go, we gotta go, we gotta go, we gotta go
[F#] We gotta go, [C#] we gotta go, [A#m] we gotta go, [C#] _
we _ _ _ _ gotta _
_ [F#] _ go
_ _ [C#] _
We _ [F#] _ _ _ [C#] gotta go, _ _ _ _ _ we _ gotta [F#] go, _ [C#] we _ gotta [A#m] go, _ _ [C#] _ _
_ [F#] we _ _ [C#] [G#] gotta go
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _