Luyện nghe bài hát Sending My Love

[Intro:
Look... You know that so many people be me like,
"Man, how do you do it? How do you stay in love?"
Ehehe, I it's really just a state of mind
I mean, I know single men that would kill for a home-cooked
I know, married men that'll kill for a quiet
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 shit
Long story short, it was a that I ain't feel like comin home
So I hit the streets, to a couple I ain't hit for weeks
Saw a girl, kissed her cheek - mwah, say magnifique
She my ex, some harmless flirtin
A total diversion, but that's all
a need to get from one day to the next
She's placin her bets, and payin
Next thing, we out and I'm payin the check
Aw man.

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

Here she goes again, I can her eyes closin in
It's like a rigged game, but how the am I supposed to win?
The O.G. say, "Cheer up"
But wants a scholar and a traveler
Hunter and a gatherer, and I capture her
Now I put +MY+ spear up?
Man, I fear much
But the thought of her hits me in the tear ducts
Too honesty ahead, get earplugs
Something in the way society us
Commitment wears us, out it us, apart
and makes us feel we need to
and that turns "I don't need you"
People want grandma and granddaddy had
But the ain't options, nigga, we do
and we choose, to act
Not Jewish, but you hurt a man, baby he bruise/He-brews
Can barely handle one, I need two
Really don't run, but I need to
I need to... 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 defending (I wanna 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 it home
I know she get on your nerves
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 it home (all my love to you)
You the upstanding family you got a good thang, man
C'mon Tigallo, c'mon Tigallo, be
Be, be strong
I-I mean nigga, be strong
N-Nigga, be STRONG.
...tss, the