Luyện nghe bài hát Pachanga

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

Yo, everything love, love 'cause if it is
My of love must differ his
I mean every friendship has its
But these Bucks 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' nigga like Griffin is

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

years, fifteen years
And now when we say up? The shit seem weird
But there's a question I for you
How could you fuck the people who ever cared for you?
A thug

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

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

There's a parallel path 'tween friends and
And whenever you it you make frienemies
no remedies for these sick memories
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 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 like the A Milli beat

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

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

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

See the love is gone then it's 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 feels mystikal
I miss the cool nights sittin' in the
Now it's like, boo, we in Apollo
It used to be all good then, shit just mile low

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

Most of these niggaz ain't never 'em
And these bitches just whatever of 'em
So maybe playin' dumb was clever of 'em
And less friends are your best friends strangers

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,