| A thug changes and love changes
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| And best friends become strangers, Pachangas
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| Pa-Pa-Pachangas, Pa-Pa-Pachangas
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| Yo everything ain’t love, Love cuz if it is
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| My definition of love must differ his
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| I mean every friendship has its differences
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| But these 'Young Bucks' remind me of 'Fif' and his
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| They hear the good life, wanna see what the difference is
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| Some just wanna smoke, enjoy the piff-vileges
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| He unwrap a cigar like it’s a gift of his
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| He a funny lil nigga like Eddie Griffin is
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| Between smokin' and chokin' then you got to live
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| So I gave him a chance and that’s alot to give
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| We 'posed to make the most of what you was paid to gross
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| I gave you bread and butter you supposed to make the toast
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| Fifteen years, FIFTEEN YEARS
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| And now when we say 'what's up' the shit seem weird
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| But there’s a question I prepared for you
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| How could you fuck the only people who ever cared for you?
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| A thug changes
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| A thug changes and love changes
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| And best friends become strangers, Pachangas
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| Pa-Pa-Pachangas, Pa-Pa-Pachangas
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| A thug changes and love changes
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| And best friends become strangers, Pachangas
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| Pa-Pa-Pachangas, Pa-Pa-Pachangas
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| There’s a parallel path 'tween friends and enemies
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| And whenever you cross it you make friend-emies
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| There’s no remedies for these sick memories
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| My doctor said there’s no cure for the? |
| Emmales?
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| Had a crush on you now we Kim and Cease
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| We don’t even talk no more it’s no biggie
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| I was so Biggie, you was Faith
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| I let you slide in my home, you was safe
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| I thought my ability to provide you stability
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| was what was really G, okay silly me
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| I was Billy D, smooth cappa really street
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| Really she attract niggaz like the A Milli beat
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| And I happen to rap but somethin' 'bout this beat strange
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| Soon as I try to flow with it the beat change
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| Never thought she’d change
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| But what you thinks a upgrade really just could be a seat change
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| A thug changes and love changes
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| And best friends become strangers, Pachangas
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| Pa-Pa-Pachangas, Pa-Pa-Pachangas
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| A thug changes and love changes
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| And best friends become strangers, Pachangas
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| Pa-Pa-Pachangas, Pa-Pa-Pachangas
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| See when the love is gone then it’s just B.S. |
| left
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| Just niggaz with chains on tryna be S.F. |
| (Street Fam)
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| That’s when your ace become ya B.F.F.
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| Pa-Pa-Pa-Pachange ya like they was a P.F. |
| chef
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| Da-Da-Da-Danger, it just feels 'Mystikal'
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| I miss the cool nights sittin in the Coll-O
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| Now it’s like boooo we sittin' in Apollo
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| It used to be all good then shit just went mile low
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| And that’s bad, matter fact that’s sad
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| Cuz when you lose a friend it’s hard to handle the loss
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| They do some bitch shit gotta give ya man a divorce
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| End up watchin Friends like Joey, Chandler and Ross, ya see
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| Most of these niggaz ain’t never love 'em
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| And these bitches just think whatever of 'em
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| So maybe playin' dumb was kinda clever of 'em
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| And less friends are your best friends become strangers
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| A thug changes and love changes
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| And best friends become strangers, Pachangas
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| Pa-Pa-Pachangas, Pa-Pa-Pachangas
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| A thug changes and love changes
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| And best friends become strangers, Pachangas
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| Pa-Pa-Pachangas, Pa-Pa-Pachangas |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pachanga , by - Fabolous. Song from the album Loso's Way, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп