Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song KAFA10, artist - Anıl Piyancı.
Date of issue: 04.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Turkish
KAFA10(original) |
Kafa10 numara, numara, gel |
Bizimle takıla takıla sen |
Cebinde para-mara biter, yavaş ol |
Kurala-murala ben gelemem |
«Orada dur ama.» |
der |
Yakala kafamı, bana yeter |
Kafa10 numara, numara, gel |
Bizimle takıla takıla sen |
Cebinde para-mara biter, yavaş ol |
Kurala-murala ben gelemem |
«Orada dur ama.» |
der |
Yakala kafamı, bana yeter |
Şekillerin Paris ama fikirlerin paspal (paspal) |
Önümde kikirdeme ahmak (ahmak) |
Piyancı'nın klipleri sağlam |
Görüp kıskanan tiplerin krizleri başlar (başlar) |
İçeri girmek zor baya' |
İnan ki bitmez yol falan |
Piyancı birden pompalar |
Flowlar He-Man olmadan |
Yazmam ben fikren dolmadan |
Gördük biz kimler tombala |
Onlar kim, bizden rol çalar |
O yüzden dikkat etmen gerek çünkü bur’da zemin kaygan (kaygan) |
Kurnaz herif kalmaz |
Etrafı turla gez, bak bur’da yeni tarlam |
Ve üzerinden geçmek için buldozerim var lan (var lan) |
Şimdiyse dik durmam gerek |
Hip-Hop'sa kick vurmak demek |
Yapmazsan git, bul mazeret |
Bilmezsin, kim bu muhalefet? |
Kimseden hiç ummam medet |
Dersin ki ilk turdan ''yeter!" |
Isırdım pitbull’dan beter |
Hip-Hop'sa zengin olmak |
Piyancı, Dan Bilzerian |
Hızlıyız sanki Nijerya |
İstersen kalk bi' gider yap |
Sonunda pişman olursun, bebeğim |
Fan gibi hey’can yaparsın, mal gibi feryat |
Ederiz partini berbat |
Kafa10 numara, numara, gel |
Bizimle takıla takıla sen |
Cebinde para-mara biter, yavaş ol |
Kurala-murala ben gelemem |
«Orada dur ama.» |
der |
Yakala kafamı, bana yeter |
Kafa10 numara, numara, gel |
Bizimle takıla takıla sen |
Cebinde para-mara biter, yavaş ol |
Kurala-murala ben gelemem |
«Orada dur ama.» |
der |
Yakala kafamı, bana yeter |
Para (para), pul (pul) değiştirir adamı |
Git, para ara (ara), bul (bul) |
Ne iş varsa yaparız mı? |
Hayır (hayır), dur (dur) |
Tek işimiz bu o yüzden, kafa-mafa cool (cool) |
Yaşarım hayatımı yazarak Rap |
Bebeler kırılgan porselen misali Paşabahçe |
Kırılıp, bükülüp hayat dediğin şey |
Ya-yaşanmaz ki, yapamaz zaten ki |
Bu yüzden iyiymiş gibi takar maske |
Olurlar şaklaban hep |
Bugün kas çalıştım üst kol (üst kol) |
Hayalim çok, gündüz vakti bile düş bol (düş bol) |
Seni dövmem bana getirir ödül dostum (ödül dostum) |
E-Z-H-E-L a.k.a. |
Atakan Üstol |
Deli dolu sözlerimse kara mürekkep |
Dilde tüfek, rap; |
dur, yerinde say |
Boşa kürek çek, para var, hava var |
Kafa boş, tasa çok ama yok gibi sende la yürek pek |
Yaptığım yapacağıma bi' teminat, devir değişti bak (evet) |
Sayemizde var eski tat, bizim gibi takılabilen Rap'çi az |
Onlarla da kurduk teşkilat |
Harbici beni çekemez olsa da Mark 2 |
O kıskanç, tırsak bu bir nevi La Bebe Part 2 |
Yakabiliriz gelirse hangi beat |
Yok olabilir kuru orman gibi |
Kahpeleri yapma ortağın gibi, dağılırsın |
Lisedeki ortam gibi |
Yeteneksizler yaşar güç kaybı |
Atılır laflar sonra oynanır lan üç maymun |
Zavallılar bir de yaşıyorlarmış pişmanlık |
Der bize «İş var mı?» |
La siktir git artık lan, hani düşmandık? |
Kafa10 numara, numara, gel |
Bizimle takıla takıla sen |
Cebinde para-mara biter, yavaş ol |
Kurala-murala ben gelemem |
«Orada dur ama.» |
der |
Yakala kafamı, bana yeter |
Kafa10 numara, numara, gel |
Bizimle takıla takıla sen |
Cebinde para-mara biter, yavaş ol |
Kurala-murala ben gelemem |
«Orada dur ama.» |
der |
Yakala kafamı, bana yeter |
(Para, para, pul, pul, değiştirir adamı |
Git, para ara, ara, bul, bul |
Ne iş varsa yaparız mı? |
Hayır, hayır, dur, dur |
Tek işimiz bu o yüzden, kafa-mafa cool, cool |
Ver içkimi adamım!) |
(translation) |
Head number 10, number, come |
you hang out with us |
You run out of money-mara in your pocket, take it slow |
Rule-murala I can't come |
“Stay there though.” |
says |
Catch my head, that's enough for me |
Head number 10, number, come |
you hang out with us |
You run out of money-mara in your pocket, take it slow |
Rule-murala I can't come |
“Stay there though.” |
says |
Catch my head, that's enough for me |
Your shapes are Paris but your ideas are paspal (paspal) |
Don't giggle in front of me you fool (Idiot) |
Piyanci's clips are solid |
Crises of the jealous types begin (start) |
It's hard to get in. |
Believe that there is no end road or something |
Pianist multiple pumps |
Flows without He-Man |
I don't write until your mind is full |
We saw who bingo |
Who are they, stealing a role from us |
So you have to be careful because the floor is slippery (slippery) here |
No cunning guys |
Take a tour around, my new field in Bak Bur |
And I got a bulldozer to run over |
Now I have to stand tall |
If it's hip-hop, it means kicking. |
If you don't go find excuses |
You don't know, who is this opposition? |
I don't expect anything from anyone |
You say from the first round, "enough!" |
I bit it worse than a pitbull |
Getting rich is hip-hop |
Pianist, Dan Bilzerian |
We are fast like Nigeria |
If you want, get up and go |
You'll regret it in the end, baby |
You're like a fan, you cry like a commodity |
we suck your party |
Head number 10, number, come |
you hang out with us |
You run out of money-mara in your pocket, take it slow |
Rule-murala I can't come |
“Stay there though.” |
says |
Catch my head, that's enough for me |
Head number 10, number, come |
you hang out with us |
You run out of money-mara in your pocket, take it slow |
Rule-murala I can't come |
“Stay there though.” |
says |
Catch my head, that's enough for me |
Money (money), stamp (stamp) changes man |
Go look for money (search), find (find) |
What do we do? |
No (no), stop (stop) |
That's why it's all we do, head-mafa cool (cool) |
I live my life by writing Rap |
Babies are like fragile porcelain Paşabahçe |
What you break and bend and call life |
It's not possible to live, it can't be done anyway |
That's why he wears a mask like it's okay |
They'll always be your joker |
Today I worked muscle upper arm (upper arm) |
I have a lot of dreams, even in the daytime dream a lot (dream a lot) |
Beating you brings me reward dude (reward dude) |
E-Z-H-E-L a.k.a. |
Atakan Topol |
My crazy words are black ink |
Rifle in the tongue, rap; |
stop, stand still |
Paddle away, there's money, there's air |
The head is empty, there is a lot of worry, but it seems like there is not much heart in you. |
What I do is a guarantee that I'll do it, times have changed look (yeah) |
Thanks to us we got the old taste, few rappers who can hang out like us |
We also established the organization with them. |
Even though Harbici can't shoot me Mark 2 |
She's jealous, it's kinda La Bebe Part 2 |
If we can burn it, which beat |
It may disappear like a dry forest |
Like your partner to do the bitches, you break up |
Like the atmosphere in high school |
The incompetent experience loss of power |
Thrown words are played later, man three monkeys |
The poor people also live with regret |
He says to us, "Is there a job?" |
Fuck off, you know, we were enemies? |
Head number 10, number, come |
you hang out with us |
You run out of money-mara in your pocket, take it slow |
Rule-murala I can't come |
“Stay there though.” |
says |
Catch my head, that's enough for me |
Head number 10, number, come |
you hang out with us |
You run out of money-mara in your pocket, take it slow |
Rule-murala I can't come |
“Stay there though.” |
says |
Catch my head, that's enough for me |
(Money, money, stamp, stamp, changes the man |
Go, seek money, seek, find, find |
What do we do? |
No, no, stop, stop |
That's why it's all we do |
Gimme my drink man!) |