Luyện nghe bài hát Pachanga

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

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

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

Between and chokin' then you got to live
So I him a chance 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

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

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

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

There's a path 'tween friends and enemies
And whenever you cross it you make
no remedies for these sick memories
My doctor said there's no 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 in my home, you was safe

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Most of these niggaz ain't love 'em
And these just think whatever of 'em
So maybe playin' was kinda clever of 'em
And less friends are your best friends become

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

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