Luyện nghe bài hát Pachanga

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

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

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

smokin' and chokin' then you got to live
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 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 I prepared for you
How could you fuck the only people who ever cared for
A thug

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

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

There's a parallel 'tween friends and enemies
And whenever you it you make frienemies
There's no remedies for sick memories
My said there's no cure for the Emmalese

Had a on you, now we Kim and Cease
We don't even 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 G, okay, silly me
I was Billy D, smooth cappa really
Really, she niggaz like the A Milli beat

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

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

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

See when the love is then it's just B.S. left
Just 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 feels mystikal
I miss the cool nights in the Coll-O
Now it's like, boo, we in Apollo
It used to be all good then, shit went mile low

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

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

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

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