Luyện nghe bài hát Sending My Love

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

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

Carlitta Durand]
No pretending, I'm sending
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 wants a scholar and a traveler
Hunter and a gatherer, and after I her
Now I gotta put spear up?
Man, I don't fear
But the of losing her hits me in the tear ducts
Too much honesty ahead, get
Something in the way rears us
Commitment us, out it tears us, apart
and makes us feel we need to
and that into "I don't need you"
want what grandma and granddaddy had
But the have options, nigga, we do
and we choose, to act
Not Jewish, but you hurt a man, baby he bruise/He-brews
Can handle one, I don't need two
don't wanna run, but I need to
I to... Lemme get outta here

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

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