Luyện nghe bài hát Pachanga

A thug changes and changes
And best friends strangers, pachangas
Pa-pa-pa-pachangas,

Yo, everything ain't love, 'cause if it is
My definition of love must his
I mean every has its differences
But these Young Bucks me of Fif and his

They hear the good life, see what the difference is
Some just wanna smoke, the piff-vileges
He unwrap a cigar it's a gift of his
He a funny lil' nigga Eddie Griffin is

Between smokin' and then you got to live
So I gave him a and that's a lot to give
We posed to make the most of you was paid to gross
I gave you bread and butter, you supposed to make the

Fifteen years, years
And now when we say what's up? The shit weird
But there's a I prepared for you
How could you fuck the only people who ever for you?
A changes

A thug changes and love
And best friends become strangers,
Pa-pa-pachangas,

A changes and love changes
And best friends become strangers,
Pa-pa-pachangas,

There's a parallel path 'tween and enemies
And whenever you cross it you make
There's no remedies for sick memories
My doctor said no cure for the Emmalese

Had a on you, now we Kim and Cease
We don't even talk no more, it's no
I was so Biggie, you was
I let you slide in my home, you was

I my ability to provide you stability
Was was really G, okay, silly me
I was Billy D, smooth really street
Really, she attract niggaz the A Milli beat

And I happen to rap but somethin' 'bout this beat
Soon as I try to flow with it the beat
Never she'd change
But what you thinks a really just could be a seat change
Love

A thug changes and love
And best friends become strangers,
Pa-pa-pachangas,

A thug changes and love
And best become strangers, pachangas
Pa-pa-pachangas,

See when the love is gone then it's just B.S.
Just niggaz with on tryna be S.F.
That's your ace become ya B.F.F.
Pa-pa-pachange they was a P.F. chef

Da-da-da-danger, it feels mystikal
I the cool nights sittin' in the Coll-O
Now it's like, boo, we in Apollo
It used to be all then, shit just went mile low

And that's bad, matter fact sad
'Cause when you lose a friend it's hard to the loss
They do some shit, gotta give ya man a divorce
End up watchin' Friends Joey, Chandler and Ross, ya see

Most of niggaz ain't never love 'em
And these just think whatever of 'em
So maybe playin' dumb was clever of 'em
And less friends are your best friends strangers

A changes and love changes
And best friends strangers, pachangas
Pa-pa-pachangas,

A thug and love changes
And friends become strangers, pachangas
Pa-pa-pachangas,