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 think it's really just a of mind
I mean, I know single men that kill for a home-cooked meal
I know, married men that'll kill for a house
Haha shit it's just, it's just all on your perspective
Youknahmean? Ain't perfect

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

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

Here she goes again, I can feel her 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 don't fear
But the thought of losing her me in the tear ducts
Too much honesty ahead, get
Something in the way society us
Commitment us, out it tears 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 wanna run, but I 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 defending (I send it on home)
Sending, all my to you

Phonte]
Lemme just take it on, take it on to the
C'mon, c'mon Tigallo, be
Be strong, Tigallo! Be strong, just take it
I know she get on your sometimes
But man, you got a good at home, man
Just go home, it-it-it's 4: 30
Ain't open this time of night but legs and hospitals
Just go home, just it on home
Martin King did not die for niggas 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, c'mon Tigallo, be
Be, be real
I-I nigga, be REAL strong
N-Nigga, be STRONG.
...tss, the