Luyện nghe bài hát Sending My Love

[Intro:
Look... You know so many people be askin me like,
"Man, how do you do it? How do you stay in love?"
Ehehe, I think it's really just a of mind
I mean, I know single men would kill for a home-cooked meal
I know, married men that'll kill for a quiet
Haha shit it's just, it's just all on your perspective
Youknahmean? Ain't perfect

Yo, my in another zone, and voice in another tone
Arguin about some shit rooted in some shit
story short, it was a night that I ain't feel like comin home
So I hit the streets, to a places I ain't hit for weeks
Saw a pretty girl, kissed her cheek - mwah, say
She my ex, some harmless flirtin
A total diversion, but that's all
a nigga need to get from one day to the
placin her bets, and payin respect
Next thing, we walkin out and I'm payin the
Aw man.

Carlitta Durand]
No pretending, baby I'm
Sending, all my to you

Here she goes again, I can feel her closin in
It's like a game, but how the fuck am I supposed to win?
The O.G. say, "Cheer up"
But wifey wants a and a traveler
Hunter and a gatherer, and after I her
Now I gotta put +MY+ up?
Man, I don't much
But the thought of losing her me in the tear ducts
Too honesty ahead, get earplugs
Something in the way rears us
wears us, out it tears us, apart
and us feel we don't need to
and that turns into "I don't you"
want what grandma and granddaddy had
But the have options, nigga, we do
and we choose, to act
Not Jewish, but when you hurt a man, he bruise/He-brews
Can barely handle one, I need two
don't wanna run, but I need to
I need to... Lemme get here

[Chorus 2: Durand]
No pretending, I'm sending
Sending, all my to you
No pretending, I am
Sending, all my to you

Durand] (Phonte)
Sending, all my to you (Oh yeah, yeah)
Sending, all my to you (Yeah, yeah)
I am defending (I wanna it on home)
Sending, all my to you

[Outro:
Lemme take it on, take it on to the house
C'mon, c'mon Tigallo, be
Be strong, Tigallo! Be strong, take it home
I she get on your nerves sometimes
But man, you got a woman at home, man
Just go home, 'bout 4: 30
Ain't nothin this time of night but legs and hospitals
go home, just take it on home
Martin Luther King did not die for to be trickin off on HOES, nigga
Just, just take it (all my love to you)
You the upstanding family you got a good thang, man
C'mon Tigallo, Tigallo, be strong
Be, be real
I-I nigga, be REAL strong
N-Nigga, be STRONG.
...tss, the