Music Video

Gucci Mane - Angry (feat. Fredo Santana and Lil Reese)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Don Mega
Don Mega
Performer
Lil Reese
Lil Reese
Vocals
Fredo Santana
Fredo Santana
Vocals
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Composer
Daren Taylor
Daren Taylor
Composer
Derrick Coleman
Derrick Coleman
Composer
Bryan Simmons
Bryan Simmons
Composer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Tu-turn me onto a big enough lick
And I'ma learn to love you
Put that chopper in your name so I got to fuck you
If you fuck my homeboy then I can never trust you
Give a shoutout to my new bitch, she a fucking hustler
I got a new bitch, I got a new bitch
Yeah, I'm riding round the city with my new bitch
Got my old ho mad, she a broke bitch
And plus I got the kind of money that we both rich
Jump out the yacht, bitch, we going shopping
I bought three cars, four she got options
I'm not popping, but she Gucci
She told me, baby, get them ****, they pussy
[Verse 2]
I'm an arrogant son of a bitch
I'm a dirty son of a bitch
I can be good to you, baby
I buy Rollies for the clique
I'm a neighborhood ****
I'm a no good ****
I fuck with Hollywood court but ain't no Hollywood ****
[Verse 3]
I'm an arrogant son of a bitch
I'm a dirty son of a bitch
I can be good to you, baby
I buy Rollies for the clique
I'm a neighborhood ****
I'm a no good ****
I fuck with Hollywood court but ain't no Hollywood ****
[Verse 4]
Riding round L.A., with my new bitch
Counting blue face hundreds, hit a few licks
Hit the trap, bounce, whip a few bricks
Baby, fall back, you know I does this
Think it's all fun and games, just music
Till a **** pull up, get to shooting
Fredo ain't getting money, man, that's nonsense
On Front Street, got the trap jumping
I can from your work depending what you're copping
If you run off then I'm finna fucking goblin
Got Tec nines, A.Ks, in my closet
It's just in case a **** cross me on that op shit
[Verse 5]
I'm an arrogant son of a bitch
I'm a dirty son of a bitch
I can be good to you, baby
I buy Rollies for the clique
I'm a neighborhood ****
I'm a no good ****
I fuck with Hollywood court but ain't no Hollywood ****
[Verse 6]
I'm an arrogant son of a bitch
I'm a dirty son of a bitch
I can be good to you, baby
I buy Rollies for the clique
I'm a neighborhood ****
I'm a no good ****
I fuck with Hollywood court but ain't no Hollywood ****
[Verse 7]
Tell that **** don't ride past if he the opposite
I'm a neighborhood, ****, you an op bitch
Three hunnid, sixty-four, yeah, we be dropping shit
She a neighborhood bitch, yeah, she a block bitch
She been around the block, yeah, that's the block bitch
I spin around the block, I got my Glock and shit
Spin right back on your block, you better not be on it
Any **** getting seen, yeah, we on it
Three hunnid, that's the team, yeah we own that
Got killers kill your dream, ****, we on that
It's a hundred band, yeah, right there and we on that
Three hunnid, that's the team, yeah we own that
[Verse 8]
I'm an arrogant son of a bitch
I'm a dirty son of a bitch
I can be good to you, baby
I buy Rollies for the clique
I'm a neighborhood ****
I'm a no good ****
I fuck with Hollywood court but ain't no Hollywood ****
[Verse 9]
I'm an arrogant son of a bitch
I'm a dirty son of a bitch
I can be good to you, baby
I buy Rollies for the clique
I'm a neighborhood ****
I'm a no good ****
I fuck with Hollywood court but ain't no Hollywood ****
Written by: Bryan Simmons, Daren Taylor, Derrick Coleman, Radric Delantic Davis
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