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 it's really just a state of mind
I mean, I single men that would kill for a home-cooked meal
I know, men that'll kill for a quiet house
Haha shit it's just, it's just all on your perspective
Youknahmean? nothin' perfect

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

[Chorus: Durand]
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 supposed to
The O.G. say, "Cheer up"
But wifey a scholar and a traveler
and a gatherer, and after I capture her
Now I gotta put +MY+ up?
Man, I don't much
But the thought of losing her me in the tear ducts
Too much ahead, get earplugs
Something in the way rears us
Commitment wears us, out it us, apart
and us feel we don't need to
and that turns into "I don't 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 handle one, I don't need two
Really don't run, but I need to
I need to... Lemme get outta

[Chorus 2: Carlitta
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 send it on home)
Sending, all my to you

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