| 歌曲 | Full Cooperation |
| 歌手 | Def Squad |
| 专辑 | El Niño |
| 作曲 : Murray, Noble, Ousley, Sermon | |
| (interlude) | |
| Yeah, yo, Def Squad, Full Cooperation on this one yo, total concentration | |
| Wassup wit these cats out there?, I don't think they figured, son | |
| I don't think they hear you son, ha ha | |
| (Keith Murray) | |
| Now first but not least you will respect Keith, lay a ***** down | |
| Like a doo-rag in some grease, you must be crazy tryin to play me | |
| I been dedicated since King Tut the third baby | |
| Lyrical chemist rhyme minister, diminished you for the benefit | |
| Then continue to kill ******t for the ***** of it, I see y'all been writin | |
| Still bitin, still lookin lame, half y'all *****z still soundin the same | |
| I'm excitin when live on stage, when receiting in lighting, frightening | |
| lightning | |
| Throwin thunder in chain, when i first came, I gave birth to a million MC's | |
| In the game, who should all carry my last name | |
| And I'm Gonna Get You Sucka like Damon Wayans, and fame like Jermaine | |
| Bring pain and novacaine, okay y'all lil monkeys wanna play? | |
| My Squadron brings the art of war the correct way (OKAY!) | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| Chorus | |
| I need your full cooperation and total attention | |
| There's a few things I'd like to mention, these rappers out here swear they're | |
| So appealing I, step to your business and hurt your feelings | |
| (Erick Sermon) | |
| Okay, well thinkin it's okay to rhyme that way, you'll be P.O.W., M.I.A. | |
| And I'm seven steps ahead of you, five from eternity | |
| An all that ******t you kick just don't concern me, I separate the dead from | |
| The chump, ask a ***** blunt, "Yo, how many lumps you want?" | |
| So flavorous you could taste it, so hardcore I wrote this layin on the floor | |
| In the ba*****t, my style ain't no walk in the park, got mainstream MC's | |
| Scared to rhyme after dark, an there Ain't No Half-Steppin | |
| I'm reppin like a nuclear weapon, manifestin the Immaculate Conception | |
| Lyrically I rape an MC like sodomy, add tragedy, to your odessy | |
| For battle reservations call 1-900-SQUAD, frontin on us | |
| Is like frontin on God | |
| Chorus | |
| (Redman) | |
| Now when we take it there, these three *****s in the ****** | |
| My squad hangs out like fourhundred pounds in braziers | |
| My deathrow allines, bein signed then aligned to electric | |
| So it clear like a chair in Texas, HOT, approach wit extreme caution | |
| No horsin around when my squad abortion a sound | |
| Our crew's like Smokey off sokey, even Little Bo Peep, your style is weak | |
| Guard your Rollie, wit all the ice in it, I snatch the ice out and put a price | |
| out | |
| Cop a Benz, put my mom in it, as long as I'm alive I'mma keep the vibe | |
| 24-7, 365 | |
| Chorus 2x |
| zuò qǔ : Murray, Noble, Ousley, Sermon | |
| interlude | |
| Yeah, yo, Def Squad, Full Cooperation on this one yo, total concentration | |
| Wassup wit these cats out there?, I don' t think they figured, son | |
| I don' t think they hear you son, ha ha | |
| Keith Murray | |
| Now first but not least you will respect Keith, lay a down | |
| Like a doorag in some grease, you must be crazy tryin to play me | |
| I been dedicated since King Tut the third baby | |
| Lyrical chemist rhyme minister, diminished you for the benefit | |
| Then continue to kill t for the of it, I see y' all been writin | |
| Still bitin, still lookin lame, half y' all z still soundin the same | |
| I' m excitin when live on stage, when receiting in lighting, frightening | |
| lightning | |
| Throwin thunder in chain, when i first came, I gave birth to a million MC' s | |
| In the game, who should all carry my last name | |
| And I' m Gonna Get You Sucka like Damon Wayans, and fame like Jermaine | |
| Bring pain and novacaine, okay y' all lil monkeys wanna play? | |
| My Squadron brings the art of war the correct way OKAY! | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| Chorus | |
| I need your full cooperation and total attention | |
| There' s a few things I' d like to mention, these rappers out here swear they' re | |
| So appealing I, step to your business and hurt your feelings | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| Okay, well thinkin it' s okay to rhyme that way, you' ll be P. O. W., M. I. A. | |
| And I' m seven steps ahead of you, five from eternity | |
| An all that t you kick just don' t concern me, I separate the dead from | |
| The chump, ask a blunt, " Yo, how many lumps you want?" | |
| So flavorous you could taste it, so hardcore I wrote this layin on the floor | |
| In the ba t, my style ain' t no walk in the park, got mainstream MC' s | |
| Scared to rhyme after dark, an there Ain' t No HalfSteppin | |
| I' m reppin like a nuclear weapon, manifestin the Immaculate Conception | |
| Lyrically I rape an MC like sodomy, add tragedy, to your odessy | |
| For battle reservations call 1900SQUAD, frontin on us | |
| Is like frontin on God | |
| Chorus | |
| Redman | |
| Now when we take it there, these three s in the | |
| My squad hangs out like fourhundred pounds in braziers | |
| My deathrow allines, bein signed then aligned to electric | |
| So it clear like a chair in Texas, HOT, approach wit extreme caution | |
| No horsin around when my squad abortion a sound | |
| Our crew' s like Smokey off sokey, even Little Bo Peep, your style is weak | |
| Guard your Rollie, wit all the ice in it, I snatch the ice out and put a price | |
| out | |
| Cop a Benz, put my mom in it, as long as I' m alive I' mma keep the vibe | |
| 247, 365 | |
| Chorus 2x |