Luyện nghe bài hát Sending My Love

[Intro:
Look... You that 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 a state of mind
I mean, I single men that 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 depend on your
Youknahmean? Ain't perfect

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

[Chorus: Carlitta
No pretending, I'm sending
Sending, all my to you

Here she goes again, I can feel her closin in
It's like a rigged game, but how the fuck am I to win?
The O.G. say, "Cheer up"
But wants a scholar and a traveler
and a gatherer, and after I capture her
Now I gotta put spear up?
Man, I don't much
But the thought of losing her hits me in the ducts
Too honesty ahead, get earplugs
in the way society rears us
Commitment wears us, out it tears us,
and us feel we don't need to
and that turns "I don't need you"
People want grandma and granddaddy had
But the have options, nigga, we do
and we choose, to act
Not Jewish, but when you hurt a man, baby he
Can handle one, I don't need two
Really don't run, but I need to
I need to... Lemme get outta

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

[Bridge: (Phonte)
Sending, all my to you (Oh yeah, yeah)
Sending, all my to you (Yeah, yeah)
I am (I wanna send it on home)
Sending, all my to you

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