Luyện nghe bài hát Pachanga

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

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

They the good life, wanna see what the difference is
just wanna smoke, enjoy the piff-vileges
He unwrap a cigar like a gift of his
He a funny nigga like Eddie Griffin is

Between smokin' and then you got to live
So I gave him a chance and 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 the toast

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Da-da-da-danger, it feels mystikal
I miss the nights sittin' in the Coll-O
Now it's like, boo, we sittin' in
It used to be all good then, 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 these niggaz never love 'em
And these bitches just whatever of 'em
So playin' dumb was kinda clever of 'em
And less friends are best friends become strangers

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

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