[Chorus: Trav]
One eye closed, nigga one eye open
Get a gun, niggas know that I'm focused
Once I get the drop, niggas know it's my moment
[?] niggas know that it's over
What you call it?
That murda, that murda
This that murda, that murda
This that murda, that murda
Body bag, murda one
[Verse 1: Trav]
I keep that [?] on my side, nigga rollin, nigga who move [?] gon die
Keep one eye open, one eye closed, [?] fly
This nigga sleep, that's homicide
Ah
I just [?]
Keep my mind on my money, fuck [?]
Mind your biddness
Niggas [?]
Then they hit [?]
Riding through the hood, hit the switch
Riding on these niggas, like a bitch
Niggas talk tough, they don't hear me
The chopper hold a hundred rounds, boy
Niggas shooting when they found boy
[Chorus: Trav]
One eye closed, nigga one eye open
Get a gun, niggas know that I'm focused
Once I get the drop, niggas know it's my moment
[?] niggas know that it's over
What you call it?
That murda, that murda
This that murda, that murda
This that murda, that murda
Body bag, murda one
[Verse 2: Chris Luck]
[?] I'm already on overload
My name is Luck, my aim is up
Send shots with that [?]
[?] calico, I'm good with it
I'm in the hood with it
I'd rather have it than not, [?]
When I get that drop, serve on that nigga block
Soon as that window drop, all you hear is pop pop pop
Damb
We don't do accendtal murders, so close up on my victom that he gotta [?]
Where we be, that's how I handle mine
Wanna be famous [?]
Broke nigga, leave his pockets, we just take his shine
Give him a set of angel wings, boy now you fly
[Chorus: Trav]
One eye closed, nigga one eye open
Get a gun, niggas know that I'm focused
Once I get the drop, niggas know it's my moment
[?] niggas know that it's over
What you call it?
That murda, that murda
This that murda, that murda
This that murda, that murda
Body bag, murda one
[Verse 3: Tony Yayo]
The blunt power get that [?]
A hundred thou on the whip, the feds take a picture
This beef is well served, [?]
When the big homie gone, I ain't feed the pups
My bitch on Instagram [?]
[?] while you [?]
Took her to the mansion, beat it up
Kicking down the door, you jumpin out the ass
Rip the carpet and the closet, find [?] stash
A hundred cash and five bricks
[?] bad bitch
She hypnotise you with her hips
She wine and dine you, you [?]
[?] shit
Now I'm in your living room, living off your bricks
[Chorus: Trav]
One eye closed, nigga one eye open
Get a gun, niggas know that I'm focused
Once I get the drop, niggas know it's my moment
[?] niggas know that it's over
What you call it?
That murda, that murda
This that murda, that murda
This that murda, that murda
Body bag, murda one
Body Bag was written by Trav & Chris Luck (Rap) & Tony Yayo.