Luyện nghe bài hát Pachanga

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

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

They hear the good life, wanna see the difference is
Some just wanna smoke, enjoy the
He unwrap a like it's a gift of his
He a funny lil' like Eddie Griffin is

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

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

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

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

There's a parallel 'tween friends and enemies
And whenever you cross it you frienemies
There's no remedies for these sick
My said there's no cure 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 really street
Really, she attract niggaz like the A Milli

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

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

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

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

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

And that's bad, matter that's sad
'Cause when you 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 less are your best friends become strangers

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

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