Chords for PROF - Pack A Lunch feat. Redman (Official Music Video)

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PROF - Pack A Lunch feat. Redman (Official Music Video) chords
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Hey, bro, you got some weed, bro?
Let me get it.
I'll go get it.
Yeah, just let me pour it out.
[N] Fire!
Ladies and gentlemen, better.
You ready for a real ride, better?
Me and Prof, we on the loose, better.
It's an all-nighter.
Go pack a lunch, better.
If you trying to party, then we got to concord.
All them lames over there, they are done for.
Turn the shit to a freak nick of some sort.
[F#] This is going to be some work.
You should pack a lunch for it.
Drop it down.
Fuck it [E] up.
Spread them out.
Pack it up.
Run [F] them out.
Throw it up.
Go to work.
[E] Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
[Em] Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Four [E] or five housewives [G] outside, miles wide.
Normal day on the south side.
So high, got Alzheim's.
Slow style, Alpine in my down time.
Girl, you sturdy as hell.
Speak three [B] languages and a hersery braille.
I bet the motherfuckers feeling me now.
They was turning me down.
Nowadays, I be turning them out.
[E] Couple lean got me questioning [G] my sanity.
All this footage on the phones could be damaging.
[G#] So drunk that I can barely see.
Is it [G] Danica Aniston balancing on a manatee?
[E] Who's flexible at the festival?
And what's the new model for the telephono?
I wish that I was born with eight cocks,
bout to go someplace and drink my face off like [E] Wade Bogg.
Drop it down.
Fuck it up.
Spread them out.
Pack it up.
Run them out.
Throw it [F#] up.
Go to work.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Yes, sir.
Pack a lunch.
Black Hannibal dress like Barry Manilow.
No COVID shot, pop.
I got the [G] antidote.
You want to act animal, I'll push the envelope.
Clipping the tech look like a banana boat.
10th grade, I have cake like Annie Mae.
My attitude keep you at bay.
The Mandalay.
With the gift of gab, I go get the bag.
Then I pound my dogs like a rubber daze.
I need a [B] lap dance from a rap band.
Girl, show me [G] you've got drive like a dash cam.
Yeah, I'm the captain.
Rolling the Afghan.
I drop bombs on them like the Gatband.
Black bandana tilting like Santana.
I'm a cheap fuck.
I want to [E] die in a Panera.
I walk through your [G] hood with a vendetta.
Yelling out, who the [E] best, nigga?
Nandada.
If I had 20 million, I got to [G] spend it to Lieutenant.
Go Luke Cage.
I got to [E] finish him.
Cash women give me French benefits.
I'm a king, so kiss the bling of the ring and say,
hiya, Eminence.
Ho, that's how a real nigga do it.
[G] Nothing changed but the mic when I'm interviewing.
Me and Proff, we got bud by the bunch.
It's an all [F#]-nighter.
Go pack a lunch, nigga.
[E] Drop it down.
Fuck it up.
Spread them out.
Pack it up.
Burn them out.
Throw it up.
Go to work.
[Em] Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
[B] Pack a lunch.
[F#] Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Uh, a real life-like Comic-Con.
Sparring soccer moms in the octagon.
Spirit animal carmelon.
I'm just thankful that they let me bring my dog [G] along.
I'm a wild motherfucker.
I'll admit that.
More action, boss.
Less [C] chit-chat.
Girl, you look good with [G] your kids at.
Me versus your man, it's a mismatch.
[Em] If I had an opportunity to be greeted with booty, even if it need be a [E] needy, Shakita
may be duty.
Any groupies in the parade, I'm afraid today eluding.
Basically, I grab all the party people and I would tell them, if you're trying to party,
then we got a concord.
All them lanes over there, they are done for.
Turn this shit to a freak nick of some sort.
This is going to be some work.
You should pack a lunch for it.
Drop it down.
Fuck it up.
Spread them out.
Pack it up.
Burn them out.
Throw it up.
Go to work.
[Em] Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a [F#] lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Drop it down.
Fuck it up.
Spread them out.
[E] Pack it up.
Burn them out.
Throw it up.
Go to work.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a [Bm] lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
[G#] Pack a lunch.
[F#] [G#]
[F#] [Fm] Big stunner.
One hunter.
You stupid.
Just shut [E] up.
And keep digging. I'm gonna.
I'm gonna.
[F] [E]
I'm gonna.
[F] I'm gonna. I'm gonna.
I'm gonna. I'm gonna.
I'm gonna. I'm gonna.
[B] I'm gonna. I'm gonna.
I'm gonna.
[E]
[N]
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Hey, bro, you got some weed, bro?
Let me get it.
I'll go get it.
Yeah, just let me pour it out.
[N] Fire!
Ladies and gentlemen, better.
You ready for a real ride, better?
Me and Prof, we on the loose, better.
It's an all-nighter.
Go pack a lunch, better.
If you trying to party, then we got to concord.
All them lames over there, they are done for.
Turn the shit to a freak nick of some sort.
[F#] This is going to be some work.
You should pack a lunch for it.
Drop it down.
Fuck it [E] up.
Spread them out.
Pack it up.
Run [F] them out.
Throw it up.
Go to work.
[E] Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
[Em] Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Four [E] or five housewives [G] outside, miles wide.
Normal day on the south side.
So high, got Alzheim's.
Slow style, Alpine in my down time.
Girl, you sturdy as hell.
Speak three [B] languages and a hersery braille.
I bet the motherfuckers feeling me now.
They was turning me down.
Nowadays, I be turning them out.
[E] Couple lean got me questioning [G] my sanity.
All this footage on the phones could be damaging.
[G#] So drunk that I can barely see.
Is it [G] Danica Aniston balancing on a manatee?
[E] Who's flexible at the festival?
And what's the new model for the telephono?
I wish that I was born with eight cocks,
bout to go someplace and drink my face off like [E] Wade Bogg.
Drop it down.
Fuck it up.
Spread them out.
Pack it up.
Run them out.
Throw it [F#] up.
Go to work.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Yes, sir.
Pack a lunch.
Black Hannibal dress like Barry Manilow.
No COVID shot, pop.
I got the [G] antidote.
You want to act animal, I'll push the envelope.
Clipping the tech look like a banana boat.
10th grade, I have cake like Annie Mae.
My attitude keep you at bay.
The Mandalay.
With the gift of gab, I go get the bag.
Then I pound my dogs like a rubber daze.
I need a [B] lap dance from a rap band.
Girl, show me [G] you've got drive like a dash cam.
Yeah, I'm the captain.
Rolling the Afghan.
I drop bombs on them like the Gatband.
Black bandana tilting like Santana.
I'm a cheap fuck.
I want to [E] die in a Panera.
I walk through your [G] hood with a vendetta.
Yelling out, who the [E] best, nigga?
Nandada.
If I had 20 million, I got to [G] spend it to Lieutenant.
Go Luke Cage.
I got to [E] finish him.
Cash women give me French benefits.
I'm a king, so kiss the bling of the ring and say,
hiya, Eminence.
Ho, that's how a real nigga do it.
[G] Nothing changed but the mic when I'm interviewing.
Me and Proff, we got bud by the bunch.
It's an all [F#]-nighter.
Go pack a lunch, nigga.
[E] Drop it down.
Fuck it up.
Spread them out.
Pack it up.
Burn them out.
Throw it up.
Go to work.
[Em] Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
[B] Pack a lunch.
[F#] Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Uh, a real life-like Comic-Con.
Sparring soccer moms in the octagon.
Spirit animal carmelon.
I'm just thankful that they let me bring my dog [G] along.
I'm a wild motherfucker.
I'll admit that.
More action, boss.
Less [C] chit-chat.
Girl, you look good with [G] your kids at.
Me versus your man, it's a mismatch.
[Em] If I had an opportunity to be greeted with booty, even if it need be a [E] needy, Shakita
may be duty.
Any groupies in the parade, I'm afraid today eluding.
Basically, I grab all the party people and I would tell them, if you're trying to party,
then we got a concord.
All them lanes over there, they are done for.
Turn this shit to a freak nick of some sort.
This is going to be some work.
You should pack a lunch for it.
Drop it down.
Fuck it up.
Spread them out.
Pack it up.
Burn them out.
Throw it up.
Go to work.
[Em] Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a [F#] lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Drop it down.
Fuck it up.
Spread them out.
[E] Pack it up.
Burn them out.
Throw it up.
Go to work.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a [Bm] lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
Pack a lunch.
[G#] Pack a lunch.
_ _ [F#] _ _ [G#] _ _
_ [F#] _ [Fm] Big stunner.
One hunter.
You stupid.
Just shut [E] up.
And keep digging. I'm gonna.
I'm gonna.
_ [F] _ _ _ [E]
I'm gonna.
[F] I'm gonna. I'm gonna.
I'm gonna. I'm gonna.
I'm gonna. I'm gonna.
[B] I'm gonna. I'm gonna.
I'm gonna. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _