Luyện nghe bài hát Pachanga

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

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

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

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

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 thug

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Da-da-da-danger, it just mystikal
I miss the cool nights 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 that's sad
'Cause when you lose a friend it's hard to handle the
They do bitch shit, gotta give ya man a divorce
End up watchin' Friends Joey, Chandler and Ross, ya see

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

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

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