Luyện nghe bài hát Pachanga

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

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

They hear the good life, wanna see the difference is
just wanna smoke, enjoy the piff-vileges
He unwrap a cigar it's a gift of his
He a funny lil' like 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 make the most of what you was paid to
I gave you bread and butter, you supposed to the toast

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

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

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

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

Had a crush on you, now we Kim and
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 you stability
Was what was really G, okay, me
I was Billy D, smooth cappa really
Really, she attract niggaz like the A Milli

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

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

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

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

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

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

Most of these niggaz ain't love 'em
And these bitches think whatever of 'em
So maybe playin' dumb was kinda of 'em
And friends are your 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,