Lyrics: Four-seven, let's get this shit, man (Hahaha) Agent47, bitch (AAA!) Hit, (hit) after the hit bro, I'm a hitman (uh) I'm 47 a- and yet number one (ha-aha) Agent47, bi-bi-bitch (AAA!) Hit, (hit) after the hit bro, I'm a hitman (uh) I'm 47 a- and yet number one (ha-aha) If a career is a game, then I play without cheats There is no success without stairs There is no fan-base when there are no enemies I'll give you a few reasons; My life is my proof If I was guided by opinions I wouldn't have made hits, lechs, popkillers and empik, Fryderyk's I was joking, bull, zero Fryderyk's Cock-a-doodle-doo on a stick Without mom's and dad's smile, Put together, smoked joints He cleaned the tables, didn't have fuck knows how many platinum records (Check-check-check-check-check-check-check-check) He didn't have a fan who would jump into the fire for him (Check-check-check-check-check-check-check-check) He didn't have a fan who would leave the house in a hurry (Check-check-check-check-check-check-check-check) He had no fun, and nothing else besides that Where am I? I don't know anymore As in heaven, it's seven You're not in heaven Until 7-11, me 24/7, to the drum and snare drum Or solo or with a band Or solo- Agent47, bitch (AAA!) Hit, (hit) after the hit bro, I'm a hitman (uh) I'm 47 a- and yet number one (ha-aha) Agent47, bi-bi-bitch (AAA!) Hit, (hit) after the hit bro, I'm a hitman (uh) I'm 47 a- and yet number one (ha-aha) Head always in the clouds, a new type of Skywalker Flying so high that air doesn't reach You have a mobile in your hand, talking to the player Heyah, Tak Tak, this is my Era I don't answer The camera sees me on assignments Hedgehog camouflages are the only choices, because if unnoticed I get to the salons When I don't get the task, I don't leave my den, in readiness I cook until the phones ring Then we count how much money I'll make from it Then I'll hide it in a plastic bag, like tomatoes in the market So that the homies get it, the boss will be happy, because this is your indispensable one Agent47, bitch (AAA!) Hit, (hit) after the hit bro, I'm a hitman (uh) I'm 47 a- and yet number one (ha-aha) Agent47, bi-bi-bitch (AAA!) Hit, (hit) after the hit bro, I'm a hitman (uh) I'm 47 a- and yet number one (ha-aha)
hmmm, looks a lot like my translation... A LOT like my translation... *sniff sniff* yup, smells like stolen... literally 1-1 what i wrote under NoCapBranze's video 5 days ago, sneaky sneaky ;) you ain't gettin away with this shi bro, but it feels nice being top comment with my lyrics right? XD
Jestes tego swiadomy ze rap to nie to samo co hip hop, owszem rap wywodzi sie z hip hopu jednak nim nie jest do konca. W rapie chodzi o szybkie wymawianie slow i nic poza tym
More Oki bro 🔥🙌🏻🙏🏻
1:38 someone already yoinked my translation i made under NoCapBranz's video and posted it here XDDD
3:28 OKI is 26 years old :)
Young multi - młody Manson
Szpaku - Pusty pokój, ale płyty diamentowe
White 2115 - Offwhite
OKI - niewolnik/ slave !!!
Lyrics:
Four-seven, let's get this shit, man
(Hahaha)
Agent47, bitch (AAA!)
Hit, (hit) after the hit bro, I'm a hitman (uh)
I'm 47 a- and yet number one (ha-aha)
Agent47, bi-bi-bitch (AAA!)
Hit, (hit) after the hit bro, I'm a hitman (uh)
I'm 47 a- and yet number one (ha-aha)
If a career is a game, then I play without cheats
There is no success without stairs
There is no fan-base when there are no enemies
I'll give you a few reasons;
My life is my proof
If I was guided by opinions
I wouldn't have made hits, lechs, popkillers and empik, Fryderyk's
I was joking, bull, zero Fryderyk's
Cock-a-doodle-doo on a stick
Without mom's and dad's smile,
Put together, smoked joints
He cleaned the tables, didn't have fuck knows how many platinum records
(Check-check-check-check-check-check-check-check)
He didn't have a fan who would jump into the fire for him
(Check-check-check-check-check-check-check-check)
He didn't have a fan who would leave the house in a hurry
(Check-check-check-check-check-check-check-check)
He had no fun, and nothing else besides that
Where am I? I don't know anymore
As in heaven, it's seven
You're not in heaven
Until 7-11, me 24/7, to the drum and snare drum
Or solo or with a band
Or solo-
Agent47, bitch (AAA!)
Hit, (hit) after the hit bro, I'm a hitman (uh)
I'm 47 a- and yet number one (ha-aha)
Agent47, bi-bi-bitch (AAA!)
Hit, (hit) after the hit bro, I'm a hitman (uh)
I'm 47 a- and yet number one (ha-aha)
Head always in the clouds, a new type of Skywalker
Flying so high that air doesn't reach
You have a mobile in your hand, talking to the player
Heyah, Tak Tak, this is my Era
I don't answer
The camera sees me on assignments
Hedgehog camouflages are the only choices, because if unnoticed I get to the salons
When I don't get the task, I don't leave my den, in readiness I cook until the phones ring
Then we count how much money I'll make from it
Then I'll hide it in a plastic bag, like tomatoes in the market
So that the homies get it, the boss will be happy, because this is your indispensable one
Agent47, bitch (AAA!)
Hit, (hit) after the hit bro, I'm a hitman (uh)
I'm 47 a- and yet number one (ha-aha)
Agent47, bi-bi-bitch (AAA!)
Hit, (hit) after the hit bro, I'm a hitman (uh)
I'm 47 a- and yet number one (ha-aha)
hmmm, looks a lot like my translation... A LOT like my translation...
*sniff sniff* yup, smells like stolen...
literally 1-1 what i wrote under NoCapBranze's video 5 days ago, sneaky sneaky ;)
you ain't gettin away with this shi bro, but it feels nice being top comment with my lyrics right? XD
@@Kugly it's not that deep man
@@Mirizzzz i know xdd
just sayin
otsochodzi hes like oki
Szpaku - Pusty pokój, ale płyty diamentowe check this
OKI - KOŁA
Kali - tutaj gdzie zyjemy
more oki please
Alberto - “Dwutakt”
szpaku - pusty pokoj ale plyty diamentowe
Can you react to HILARY INCOGNITO X FOURNINE & P3 - LAST NIGHT you love it. This song going to be Viral in Poland :D
Kinny Zimmer - Furia 🇵🇱
check new Oki album "era47"
Polska gorom
im ur 1000. view shoutout
Appreciate you 👌🏽❤️
This is dont even lat down near Polish rap.
Jestes tego swiadomy ze rap to nie to samo co hip hop, owszem rap wywodzi sie z hip hopu jednak nim nie jest do konca. W rapie chodzi o szybkie wymawianie slow i nic poza tym
check woda sodowa and wrak