[Hook]

A thug changes and love changes 

And best friends become strangers, Pachangas 

Pa-Pa-Pachangas, Pa-Pa-Pachangas 



Yo everything ain't love, Love cuz if it is 

My definition of love must differ his 

I mean every friendship has its differences 

But these 'Young Bucks' remind me of 'Fif' and his 

They hear the good life, wanna see what the difference is 

Some just wanna smoke, enjoy the piff-vileges 

He unwrap a cigar like it's a gift of his 

He a funny lil nigga like Eddie Griffin is 

Between smokin' and chokin' then you got to live 

So I gave him a chance and that's alot to give 

We 'posed to make the most of what you was paid to gross 

I gave you bread and butter you supposed to make the toast 

Fifteen years, FIFTEEN YEARS 

And now when we say 'what's up' the shit seem weird 

But there's a question I prepared for you 

How could you fuck the only people who ever cared for you? 

A thug changes 



[Hook]

A thug changes and love changes 

And best friends become strangers, Pachangas 

Pa-Pa-Pachangas, Pa-Pa-Pachangas 

A thug changes and love changes 

And best friends become strangers, Pachangas 

Pa-Pa-Pachangas, Pa-Pa-Pachangas 



There's a parallel path 'tween friends and enemies 

And whenever you cross it you make friend-emies 

There's no remedies for these sick memories 

My doctor said there's no cure for the ?Emmales? 

Had a crush on you now we Kim and Cease 

We don't even talk no more it's no biggie 

I was so Biggie, you was Faith 

I let you slide in my home, you was safe 

I thought my ability to provide you stability 

was what was really G, okay silly me 

I was Billy D, smooth cappa really street 

Really she attract niggaz like the A Milli beat 

And I happen to rap but somethin' 'bout this beat strange 

Soon as I try to flow with it the beat change 

Never thought she'd change 

But what you thinks a upgrade really just could be a seat change 



[Hook]

A thug changes and love changes 

And best friends become strangers, Pachangas 

Pa-Pa-Pachangas, Pa-Pa-Pachangas 

A thug changes and love changes 

And best friends become strangers, Pachangas 

Pa-Pa-Pachangas, Pa-Pa-Pachangas 



See when the love is gone then it's just B.S. left 

Just niggaz with chains on tryna be S.F. (Street Fam) 

That's when your ace become ya B.F.F. 

Pa-Pa-Pa-Pachange ya like they was a P.F. chef 

Da-Da-Da-Danger, it just feels 'Mystikal' 

I miss the cool nights sittin in the Coll-O 

Now it's like boooo we sittin' in Apollo 

It used to be all good then shit just went mile low 

And that's bad, matter fact that's sad 

Cuz when you lose a friend it's hard to handle the loss 

They do some bitch shit gotta give ya man a divorce 

End up watchin Friends like Joey, Chandler and Ross, ya see 

Most of these niggaz ain't never love 'em 

And these bitches just think whatever of 'em 

So maybe playin' dumb was kinda clever of 'em 

And less friends are your best friends become strangers 



[Hook]

A thug changes and love changes 

And best friends become strangers, Pachangas 

Pa-Pa-Pachangas, Pa-Pa-Pachangas 

A thug changes and love changes 

And best friends become strangers, Pachangas 

Pa-Pa-Pachangas, Pa-Pa-Pachangas