Luyện nghe bài hát Pachanga

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

Yo, everything love, love 'cause if it is
My of love must differ his
I mean friendship has its differences
But these Bucks remind me of Fif and his

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

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

years, fifteen years
And now when we say what's up? The seem weird
But there's a question I for you
How could you fuck the only people who ever cared for
A thug

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

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

There's a parallel 'tween friends and enemies
And whenever you it you make frienemies
no remedies for these sick memories
My doctor said there's no cure for the

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

I thought my to provide you stability
Was what was really G, okay, me
I was D, smooth cappa really street
Really, she niggaz like the A Milli beat

And I to rap but somethin' 'bout this beat strange
Soon as I try to flow it the beat change
thought she'd change
But what you a upgrade really just could be a seat change
Love

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

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

See when the love is gone then it's just B.S.
Just niggaz chains on tryna be S.F.
That's when ace become ya B.F.F.
like they was a P.F. chef

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

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

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

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

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