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 happy in love?"
Ehehe, I think it's just a state of mind
I mean, I know men that would kill for a home-cooked meal
I know, married men kill for a quiet house
Haha shit it's just, it's just all depend on perspective
Ain't nothin' perfect

Yo, my mind in another zone, and in another tone
Arguin about some shit rooted in some other
Long story short, it was a night 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, her cheek - mwah, say magnifique
She favored my ex, harmless flirtin
A total diversion, but sometimes all
a nigga need to get one day to the next
She's placin her bets, and payin
Next thing, we walkin out and I'm the check
Aw man.

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

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

2: Carlitta Durand]
No pretending, baby I'm
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 (I wanna send it on home)
Sending, all my to you

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