(crowd shouting) >>: Oh, yeah! Freestyle rapping. But here at Wild 'N Out
we focus on the jokes and each punch line is one point
added to the total score. So, Josh, Loy Beth, Keena Keel. Y'all can go home
with one of them comedy championship belts. Y'all ready for it?
(cheering) (indistinct chattering) So let's step up. Black squad.
Red squad. Let's get to it y'all.
(cheering) DJ D-Wrek! Drop the beat. (Hip Hop instrumental) ♪ Ay, Ay, clap
your hands y'all ♪ ♪ Clap your hands y'all ♪ ♪ Ay, something like this, ♪ ♪ yeah, uh ♪ ♪ Ever since all that ♪ ♪ I've been about the flows ♪ ♪ Y'all wanna hear me do a rap,
then out here it goes ♪ ♪ 'Cause like my man Kel,
I love her on soda ♪ ♪ And amma keep on rolling,
like I'm on his coasters ♪ ♪ So I'ma freestyle
and you know I'm the man ♪ ♪ Y'all got to give it up ♪ ♪ Well don't take it down ♪ ♪ And I'm gonna keep on going,
'cause I'm in the mood ♪ ♪ My man Keena told me yeah,
I was a super-doo. ♪ ♪ But I keep it popping, yo ♪ ♪ I keep it hot ,yeah ♪ ♪ Laurie Beth,
what's your vital thought ♪ ♪ And I just go
and keep on rhyming ♪ ♪ Nick Cannon is perfect,
I can do it every time, yeah ♪ (cheering)
(bell ding) ♪ You out here trying to make me
look like a dummy ♪ ♪ But we all know
your run-up wasn't funny ♪ ♪ Uh ♪ (crowd wowing)
(bell ding) ♪ I'm out here,
I'm getting my money ♪ ♪ Yeah. ♪ ♪ I still work
for, Nick, Nick, Nick ♪ ♪ And y'all work
for, Nick, Nick, Nick ♪ ♪ Only difference,
I ain't suck no... ♪ (bell ding)
(applause) >>: I thought we was gonna play?
>>: I thought we came to play. ♪ Well the last rap was
out the question because ♪ ♪ on this show, you was
always wearing dresses and ♪ (crowd wowing)
(bell ding) ♪ I'm just letting you know,
I keep it racks and I ♪ ♪ I can't do it cause you know
I'm all that, uh ♪ ♪ But I don't know
what's better, buzzer or bell ♪ ♪ They should have named
that show, Kenan and fell ♪ (crowd wowing)
(bell dings) >>: Hey Conceited, will you cut
this beat for me real quick? (Conceited) Hey yo,
DJ D-Wrek! Cut the beat. (horn blowing)
(cheering) >>: I just want to talk to
the Black team real quick. Charlie Clips, you are so big,
I mean you're gigantic. You'll sink the whole place,
we call you Titanic. (crowd wowing)
(bell ding) Shamin, you know
I'm coming to score, and unlike your last name,
we do not want more. (crowd wowing)
(bell ding) Julia, you are so (bleep) white, we should probably change
your name to, Pumpkin Spice. (laughing)
(bell ding) Tim, I don't wanna
sound like I'm hating, but there's a tiny reason
that I don't mess with Asians. (crowd wowing)
(bell ding) And Tory, you should
go get Kelly Josh. We don't think you are all that, we just think you
are a bunch of farts. (cheering) (bell ding) >>: Hold on. See Justina...
(laughing faintly) You know what? You can't mess with me
because it's too late, you love black (bleep) so much, you dipped your hair
in some Kool Aid. (crowd wowing)
(bell ding) >>: That was wastically funny. (laughing) >>: Yo, I love this show. I'm 'bout to have an attitude. I'm a dude, he's
a dude, she's a dude. (cheering) (bell ding) >>: Hey, yo! DJ D-Wreck,
who won that game? >>: I've got to give that
to the Black squad. Make some noise
for the Black Squad! (cheering) (indistinct chattering) >>: DJ D-Wreck, drop the beat. (hip hop instrumental) ♪ Clap your hands y'all,
clap your hands y'all ♪ ♪ Clap your hands y'all,
clap your hands y'all ♪ ♪ It's Nick Cannon, I only
speak facts of course ♪ ♪ I make ladies scream until
they need back support ♪ ♪ You know what, get this ♪ ♪ They can't much this boy,
everybody give it up ♪ ♪ For the wack street boys ♪ (Clips) Oh, let's roll. (laughing)
(bell ding) ♪ Yo, you the host
of this show ♪ ♪ But that's all
you finna be about ♪ ♪ I'm still trying
to figure out ♪ ♪ what rap career that
people talking about ♪ (crowd wowing)
(bell ding) >>: Oh, okay.
Hold up. Oh, you got one too?
Okay. ♪ Because everybody ask me
did the Black Team suck ♪ ♪ I said, they living up
to their name, pretty much ♪ (crowd wowing)
(bell ding) >>: Stay right here bro.
Stay right here. ♪ Ay, your bars is wack, you
should throw in the towel ♪ ♪ All y'all boss' Nick,
meanwhile ours is Simon Cowell ♪ (cheering)
(bell ding) >>: Okay, ♪ So I know all
y'all are on tour ♪ ♪ And you are making big bucks ♪ ♪ But I heard all your music
and it pretty much suck ♪ >>: Whoo! (cheering)
(bell ding) Black lightening. >>: What's up? ♪ Hey yo, Emmanuel what's
that on your neck bro ♪ ♪ You've got the same
exact nose as a hippo ♪ ♪ I said it's going down,
and I rap so smart ♪ ♪ He got the Micheal Jackson
jacket ♪ ♪ He bought from Walmart ♪ ♪ Hold up, hola Sicko ♪ ♪ You know I'm the man though ♪ ♪ Take off that hat, ninja
turtle Micheal Angelo ♪ (laughing)
(bell ding) ♪ He got the pickle head,
and he don't want it ♪ ♪ I owned it, know
the whole team is wounded ♪ ♪ Ay yo, Emmanuel ♪ ♪ You take off my hat,
that's wack ♪ ♪ If you take off yours, your
hairline is running way back ♪ ♪ Your game is going down ♪ ♪ I'm not playing no games ♪ ♪ I'm Chico Bean,
everybody knows my name ♪ ♪ Okay, I put the hat back
on, I do what you do ♪ ♪ My hairline just
trying to get like you ♪ ♪ You ain't that now,
you know I do this all day ♪ ♪ She like the way I kick her ♪ ♪ and I do it in a major way ♪ ♪ Hey yo, Emmanuel ♪ ♪ What's up ♪ ♪ Yeah, am never letting ♪ ♪ Your man outfit got
his nut sack sweating ♪ ♪ Your know it's going down,
what's wrong with him ♪ ♪ Okay, Okay ♪ ♪ Okay, you go ♪ ♪ Hold up, hold up ♪ ♪ Red Squad, the whole Red Squad
ain't taking no disrespect ♪ ♪ Where the hell
is your parents ♪ ♪ This is child neglect ♪ (laughing)
(bell ding) ♪ You know, this flow,
it comes with me ♪ ♪ we the Red Squad,
and we taking everything ♪ ♪ You's a bam, and that's
fact, there is evidence ♪ ♪ She had that wig since
Obama was the president ♪ ♪ I ain't playing no games ♪ ♪ You know my name ♪ ♪ I'm Chico Bean, I'm
the king of this game (bleep) ♪ (cheering)
(bell ding) (indistinct chattering) >>: D-Wreck! >>: That was really close. But I'm going to have
to say that the winner is, the Red Squad. Make some noise
for the Red Squad y'all! >>: What?
Are you serious? DJ D-Wreck, drop the beat. (hip hop instrumental) ♪ Uh, uh, clap
your hands y'all ♪ ♪ Uh, uh, yo, yo ♪ ♪ From the window to the wall ♪ ♪ Black Squad,
you about to fall ♪ ♪ Yo Lory, we know you got
a whole lot of talent ♪ ♪ But the rest of your squad,
them (bleep) is off balance ♪ (crowd wowing)
(bell ding) >>: All right. ♪ Come on Nick,
you are tired and old ♪ ♪ And unlike your chains,
mine are real gold ♪ (crowd wowing)
(bell ding) >>: Oh, yeah. Real gold. >>: (indistinct) Onetime. Ay Yo DJ D-Wreck,
could you please turn off the beat real quick? Con's dumb (laughing)
Yeah, I know you've got views. But when I'm with Con's mum,
Con-doms is what we do not use. (crowd wowing) (bell ding)
>>: Hard! >>: Raw sex! With you mother. (laughing) >>: All right, well I heard
she was really searching cause now you getting really
nervous cause my mum said she didn't even feel it. The police filed that
as a missing person. (crowd wowing) (bell ding) >>: Time out. Charlie Clips.
Come here Clips, real quick. (cheering) Charlie Clips, from
the looks of those breasts, you just might have a vagina. And his favorite
family member is, Uncle Ben and Aunt Jemimah. (laughing)
(bell ringing) >>: Bring the beat back!
(hip hop instrumental) >>: Hold on, chill don't
bring the beat back, I'm 'bout to let the heat clap. (crowd wowing) You know better son,
what we got today? Diggy Simmons and Reverend Ron. (crowd wowing) Watch your mouth, freestyle
off the top, just ask Nick. Ain't you a gymnist? So show your team how to split. (crowd wooing)
(bell ding) >>: Hold on, time out. You call me Reverend Ron?
But I don't do no faking. And since I'm a reverend,
I'm going to go to church and pray you stop eating bacon. (laughing)
(bell ding) Listen, Charlie Clipps,
you a really big fella. And your penis is using
your stomach as a umbrella. Get your fat ass out of here.
(laughing) >>: First of all, hold on,
don't go nowhere, my man. You said you was
going to church, but you should pray,
then go there. And while you praying
I stop eating meat, I'ma pray that you grow hair. (cheering)
(bell ding) >>: Conceited, boy you so soft. We got us a snow white
and you are the seventh dwarf. (crowd wowing) Hey man, you always
trying to be tough. You're always trying to spark. But you the only man who got
bald-headed with stretch marks. (crowd wowing) (buzzer) >>: All right, listen. I know everything you
like is food related. That's what this
kidda really do. I mean he is so fat,
his favorite dance is the chicken noodle soup. (laughing)
(bell ding) I mean, Nick you really
got a weight problem, but let me tell you,
your main problem weight. Big boy you the only one that
tried to drink a Harlem Shake. (laughing)
(bell ding) >>: Bring the beat back!
(hip hop instrumental) >>: All right Justina. ♪ You ain't got no ass,
without a trace ♪ ♪ The only cake you got,
is that (bleep) on your face ♪ (crowd wowing)
(bell ding) >>: Okay, check it. ♪ I'm like Zo,
you shouldn't try to rhyme ♪ ♪ 'Cause you look like
a bootleg Ty Dolla Sign ♪ ♪ With a lot less money,
and a lot less stease ♪ ♪ But a lot more
scrapes 'cause yo ♪ ♪ You've been on them knees ♪ (cheering)
(bell ding) >>: DJ D-Wreck, make
some sense out of this. >>: Black Squad wins y'all. Make some noise
for the Black Squad. (cheering) >>: What game are we watching? (Hip Hop instrumental) ♪ Ay, ay clap your
hands, y'all ♪ ♪ Ay, yeah T.I (bleep),
everybody know you hot ♪ ♪ But you need Wild 'N Out
to give you a cheque ♪ ♪ To pay for all
the damn kids you got ♪ (crowd wowing)
(bell ding) >>: Ay, since you've got
so much to say it to Erby man. (laughing) ♪ Well, but that's the only
disrespect (bleep) can get. ♪ (Indistinct singing) (bleep) ♪ Can Nick Cannon can
be on some other (bleep) ♪ (crowd wowing)
(bell ding) >>: Yeah, Emmanuel. ♪ Ain't nobody ever Wildstylin',
sing on the beat ♪ ♪ I'ma be the first one
in Wild 'N Out history ♪ ♪ You see, I'm nice
with the flow ♪ ♪ And you know I've
never lost it ♪ >>: Oh, oh. ♪ Pig, your lips look
like breakfast sausage ♪ (laughing)
(bell ding) >>: Okay. ♪ uh, he got a big head, yes ♪ ♪ But you know what bigger ♪ is my P-E-N-I (buzzer) You don't give me a buzz
when I want my freaking bell. My penis is big, and it's
going to stay that way. >>: Black Team,
I need all you guys up here, real quick. Okay?
You damn right Brooklyn. I like this bar. ♪ Okay, okay, hit me,
and you get done worse ♪ ♪ If there's a fight,
you probably run first ♪ ♪ I play for the power team ♪ ♪ Julia, you some Cara cream ♪ ♪ Funny Mike, you can't see me ♪ ♪ You look too
much just like DC ♪ ♪ Armstrong, why you wear that ♪ ♪ (Indistinct) Probably
want their hair back ♪ ♪ J TOP, let me set it out,
you are the worst competitor ♪ ♪ The only show you good on is,
How to Catch a Predator ♪ ♪ And T.I you can see,
that I am a real lady ♪ ♪ I write my own (bleep),
I ain't nothing like Iggy ♪ (cheering)
(bell ding) ♪ I ain't got time to be going ♪ ♪ back and forth
with you all night ♪ ♪ You said you not like Iggy,
you got damn right ♪ (cheering)
(bell ding) ♪ Don't hate man,
I got real cake ♪ ♪ Hers (bleep) is real fake ♪ ♪ You wanna flirt with me
but you just like a real snake ♪ ♪ That (bleep) was real weak ♪ ♪ They all went to sleep ♪ ♪ You hit me up last night ♪ ♪ Talking about how
you trying to creep ♪ ♪ You hit it from the back
and you like that ♪ ♪ As a matter of fact,
I ain't like that ♪ ♪ He pulled me up
like , hey man ♪ ♪ I can hit you right back ♪
(cheering) ♪ I'm the illest
bitch with the flow ♪ ♪ Don't act like
you don't know ♪ ♪ Nick Cannon (indistinct)
I'm 'bout to steal the show ♪ (cheering)
(bell ding) >>: DJ D-Wreck! Make
some sense out of this. >>: You know I've got
to give it to that Red Squad. Make some noise
for the Red Squad, y'all! (cheering) >>: DJ D-Wreck! Drop the beat. (hip hop instrumental) ♪ Clap your hands, y'all ♪ Here we go. Brooklyn, I'm gonna
tell them like this. ♪ Uh, black youngsters, yeah ♪ ♪ The captain of
the Black Squad ♪ ♪ Your whole team bitch, ♪ ♪ They don't even
know how to act hard ♪ ♪ But yo, let me hit
you with some facts ♪ ♪ The reason you carry cash ♪ ♪ 'Cause you can't
afford a black card ♪ (cheering)
(bell ding) ♪ Uh, uh, I use my money
for the strippers ♪ ♪ And treat like a sport ♪ ♪ You use your money for baby
mamas and child support ♪ (cheering)
>>: True, true facts. >>: Yo Nick! ♪ Season 11, we kicking it
cause it's hot ♪ ♪ but you gonna stop coming
on set, dressing like a thot ♪ (laughing) >>: Hold up. ♪ I can't believe you talking
(bleep) about my outfit ♪ ♪ Carlos, I told you dawg,
you don't want it with Nick ♪ ♪ You got them camouflage
pants on, that ain't (bleep) ♪ ♪ I asked a girl, she said
cause she can't ♪ ♪ find your (bleep) ♪ (cheering) >>: Okay, all right. Hold up, let me say something. ♪ Carlos Miller,
I'm known in the hood ♪ ♪ I got these pants on
cause I'm slanging that wood ♪ (cheering)
(bell ding) ♪ Look, hey Wild 'N Out,
I'm the barman ♪ ♪ You so confused,
you don't know if ♪ ♪ you want to be DC
Youngfly or Tarzan ♪ (crowd wowing)
(bell ding) >>: All right, hey yo,
DJ D-Wreck? >>: Yeah. >>: Cut the beat. (horn blowing)
(cheering) Hey yo, Cordel. Come here man. You used to play
football for UCLA, now that's the blunt truth. You should have came here wearing the band-aid by
the way UCLA cut you. (crowd wowing)
(bell ding) And Justina, no,
you don't say nothing. Because you know
I don't play fair. Last night in my room,
I told you, stay there. I put so much kids
in your grill, Turned your mouth to a daycare. (cheering)
(bell ding) >>: Con, with those short arms,
I imagine you touching me. If you want to go down,
you would have to go up on me. (cheering) So, me give you some buns?
(bell ding) I'm like, "Never!". So if we did (bleep),
I definitely don't remember. (crowd wowing)
(bell dinging) >>: DJ D-Wreck! Make
some sense out of this. >>: I got to say,
the Black Squad won. Make some noise
for the Black Squad! (cheering) (hip hop instrumental) >>: Where y'all team captain?
I wanna talk to you man. >>: With Me? (indistinct) Go ahead. ♪ You rock Ruff and Stuff
with her afro post ♪ ♪ With all this chocolate,
I can't get enough ♪ ♪ So, I'ma tell you like
this, I won't beg you ♪ ♪ But I will change my last name
to Mr. Lanegra ♪ (laughing)
(bell ding) >>: Ay Clips, get up here boy. (crowd wowing) Ay, If you look at Clips, he wider than the ocean. He the only one on stage that
use mayonnaise for lotion. (laughing) (timer buzzes) >>: I use mayonnaise for lotion, my (bleep) shut up. Looking like E-man
dipped in ketchup. (bell ding) >>: Ayo, DJ D-Wrek >>: Yeah >>: Cut the beats. (air horn blaring) >>: Yvng Swag, come here. Yvng Swag you already know, I'm the vet and you the rookie, and its ironic
you wore cat slippers, 'cause that's the only time
you'll be in some pussy. (audience awes) >>: I mean, you going
against Conceited, you know I'm undefeated. You better take off them
dog and cat slippers before Timothy DeLaGhetto
eat it. (bell ding) >>: Said uh,
Talking bout my team, you must be insane. Wit you and Bobbie standing
next to each other, y'all look like
"Pinky and the Brain" Get the hell out.
(bell ding) >>: We gon lighten this up. I want Bobby Lytes. Get yo ass out here. (applause) Get yo ass out here. Turn the beat back on,
turn the beat back on. ♪♪ >>: I heard you could rap, well I hope you get a hint. Let's be clear you're
on "Love and Hip Hop," because I quit. >>: Oh. (bell ding) Yo, yo, ha ha ha ha ha. We know that you jokin'. Last night in my room, you was the one that was chokin. Ah! Ha! (cheering) >>: Yo, I don't give
a (bleep) about that diss, I'ma treat you like my (bleep), and shut you down with a kiss. (cheering) (repetitive dings play) >>: You good D-Wrek? Ey, a W is a W. >>: (bleep) Brooklyn! Come on Brooklyn! (cheering) >>: DJ D-Wrek drop the beat. Uh, uh, clap your hands y'all, clap your hands y'all. A barbie doll wrestler, is that what yous was going for? Matter fact, we don't even know
what you was going for. Could have been your pops, but I got up in the wrong chord. I don't even know why you're
named after a porn star. (buzzer buzzes) >>: Before I got here Nick, I never saw "Drumline". I know that that's a sin, but don't worry, picked it up this week at
the Walmart 5 dollar bin. (audience awes) (bell ding) >>: Hey, a win is a win. It was a sale,
I appreciate your purchase. >>: Hey Nick Cannon,
you can't rap. You know that you're wack. You got that tag
on your headband, 'cause you're takin it back. Okay.
(bell ding) >>: Ayo Chico, it's time
that I make this right. DJ D-Wrek has been
hatin all night. But its cool, we still
gon' bring home the title. Your man up here look
like a fake Sean Michaels. But its cool,
(bell ding) I'm a beast up in the jungle, for the Wild N' Out bit, you know I'm ready
to rumble, wassup? You say you're ready to rumble, but you're lyin'. Every time I hear
your jokes I'm cryin'. DJ D-Wrek is a bum. Your whole team
doesn't want nun. (bell ding)
(cheering) >>: Is that true?
Is that true? Karlous Miller,
I'm tagging your hand. >>: What you wanna do brother? Let's do it. >>: Now I heard what you said, and that wasn't
part of the plan. This is Wild N' Out, we got one macho man. >>: Oh.
(bell ding) >>: And that's me brother. >>: Hey, listen. >>: That's me brother.
>>: Doing the wild style battle, you know I'm the king. Like this dude's face, I'm the lord of the ring. (laughing)
(bell ding) >>: Chico, what you rap,
is really nothin' special. That dude right there is in here looking
for the precious. (bell ding)
(laughing) >>: He's looking
for the precious. >>: Hey, let me talk to Bobbie. You from That's So Raven,
that's so sick. But I heard on that show
you was Raven's bitch. You act so tough,
every time you battle, I didn't know real gangstas came from the Disney Channel. (bell ding)
(audience awes) >>: Ayo DJ D-Wrek, cut the beat. (air horn blaring) >>: I guess I must be a chef, 'cause I damn sure cook like it. You got this white powder
on your face, this red hair. Are you a clown? 'Cause you damn
sure look like it. (audience awes) >>: That was shaky,
now check this out. Look Bobb'e, I know
why you stressin, 'cause in the face
you look forty, but the body you eleven. (laughing)
(bell ding) The truth is, ayo, the truth is, I ain't
even mad at you. What's your next movie deal, Midgets With Attitude? (audience roars)
(bell ding) >>: Ayo, come here real quick. Come here, come here. I'm not gonna lie, If Trump was to pull up here, y'all all are done. 'Cause he would deport each
and every one of y'all, one by one. (laughing)
(bell ding) >>: I know these Mexican jokes,
what you gettin' mad, I'm getting old wid it. Too bad, treat it just like
Trump's wall and get over it. (audience awes)
(bell ding) >>: And yo Nick,
what are you gonna say? That I'm small and not tall? I mean I'll treat your
girl like WWE on Mondays, 'cause she let me (bleep) raw. >>: Oh, yeah.
(bell ding) >>: I mean, you ain't
gotta worry bout nothing. I got 'em. No wonder this is
the WWE episode, 'cause your career
hit rock bottom. >>: Oh yeah brother! (cheering) (scoreboard dings repetitively) >>: But you work
for me mother(bleep). DJ D-Wrek. >>: I gotta give it
to the Black Squad. Make some noise for
the Black Squad y'all. (cheering) >>: My man didn't come to play. (applause) >>: Drop the beat. (groovy beat plays) >>: Yo, we the Red Squad, and we ain't never leaving. Thought y'all could play man, y'all was just teasin'. Imma give you something, more than a reason. If you (bleep) up this time, this yo last season. (cheering) (bell ding) >>: Man don't let me hold you, this our last season? Nah, that's what
America's Got Talent told you. (laughing) (bell ding) >>: I want HitMan, I want E-Man and I want
DC to come right here. >>: I bet you do. (laughing)
>>: All right, here I go With these bars I'm
trynna change the game, HitMan, tell 'em how
I gave you your name. (cheering) (bell ding) Okay, E-Man,
you can dress to the T, but tell them how you
just the DL version of me. (bell ding) >>: Okay. And DC with this wuss out,
there ain't no stoppin'. DC, when can I take
you shoppin'? (cheering)
(bell ding) >>: Look, Imma get my cake up. You touch me again, Imma slap you so hard, that you gon like
women when you wake up. (laughing) (bell ding) >>: Domestic violence
is not funny HitMan. (laughing) >>: Justina, you look
like a man in the face, like somebody ran a damn
mini van in your face. And you talk like you smoke a pack
of cigarettes in a day. (Justina Valentine)
Okay, check it out lil man, check it. I'm like now I've
really seen it all. A thugged out midget
who makes Karl look tall. In a battle I will murk you. Wild N' Out look,
it's the new Steve Urkel. And matter of fact,
y'all could hold this L. I bet we will see none
of y'all on season 12. (bell ding)
(laughing) >>: Ayo DJ D-Wrek. >>: Yo whatup, whatup. >>: Cut the beat. (air horn blaring) >>: Come here B. All your bars and your
games, they all are weak. The only reason why
you came here in a robe, is 'cause your raps
put us all to sleep. (cheering)
(bell ding) >>: I mean I don't know why I'm really even frontin' on you. With this outfit on it look like Elmo nutted on you. (audience awes)
(bell ding) >>: Nick, don't laugh. >>: A midget with a ski mask. Talkin' bout you gon'
click and pop it. If I bowl this lil (bleep) up,
he can fit in pocket. Who you supposed to be? Conceited dipped in chocolate? >>: Hold on, hold on,
hold on wait. >>: They did real good, but yo its time to face it. Wild N' Out meet the newbies, they new replacements. (audience awes)
(bell ding) >>: You suck so bad you changed
your name to pornstar (laughing)
(bell ding) (Conceited) I mean
everybody hates you, Nick don't even rate you. It's ironic you look
like a number 2 pencil. That's why next season
is gonna erase you. (cheering) (scoreboard dings repetitively) >>: I'm gonna have to say
the Black Squad won that one. Make some noise
for the Black Squad (screaming)
(applause) Yeah, give it up
for the black squad. ♪ Clap your hands y'all,
clap your hands y'all ♪ ♪ Brooklyn ♪ ♪ Where we at y'all ♪ ♪ Brooklyn ♪ ♪ I'm a killer she
a Bee but the gag is ♪ ♪ I'm the illest MC ♪ ♪ I'm as bad as your wig uh ♪ ♪ But Ima tell you
how to come off dis ♪ ♪ If we had kids they
be bad as (bleep) ♪ ♪ But you know what,
Imma take that chance ♪ ♪ 'Cause you gon come up
on this stage ♪ ♪ With no goddamn pants ♪ Where yo pants at! ♪ You know I work ♪ ♪ I've secured the bag,
all you do is choke ♪ ♪ And I guess that's
the real gag ♪ (cheering) (bell ding) ♪ Nick, I used to watch
this show ♪ ♪ When I was a shorty ♪ ♪ You still doing this show,
and you damn near 40 ♪ (bell ding) ♪ Why they call
you Charlie Clips ♪ ♪ You should be
Charlie Chipped ♪ ♪ Put down the Snickers,
put down the Twix ♪ ♪ Just (bleep) in the sun
and make the solar eclipse ♪ (cheering) ♪ Hold on HitMan,
I gotta holla at you ♪ ♪ You a male stripper ♪ ♪ They should be
throwin' dollars at you ♪ ♪ Why you talkin ♪ ♪ 'Cause (bleep) ya look
like a young dolphin ♪ >>: What the (bleep). (laughing)
(bell ding) ♪ You from the shop
but you aint gon spray liar ♪ ♪ With this vest it look
like you kill gay vampires ♪ ♪ They way you
dress is so ugly ♪ ♪ That you come
from Wild N' Out ♪ ♪ To playin' the game JUMANGI ♪ ♪ Come on KeKe,
you could fight ♪ ♪ Don't smile 'cause you
got on them boots in white ♪ (cheering)
(bell ding) >>: This ones going
out for you dawg I've been writing this
for five minutes, ready? ♪ Yo, ey ♪ ♪ Bitch you see, I know
you feelin scared ♪ ♪ He got this sweater
off a BuildABear. ♪ (laughing) (bell ding) Sore, bitch boy (laughing) ♪ Before you cut the beat
I wanna state a fact ♪ ♪ Charlie Clips got titties ♪ ♪ On his back. ♪ (cheering) (bell ding) ♪ On his back ♪ ♪ Charlie Clip's got
titties on his back! ♪ Charlie Clip's got
titties on his back! (scoreboard dings repetitively) (applause) >>: DJ D-Wrek who won? >>: I gotta give that
to the Black Squad. Make some noise
for the Black Squad y'all. (applause) >>: DJ D-Wrek, drop the beat. Oh, oh, bring Matt up here
real quick I want y'all to clap
your hands y'all. ♪ Ay yo, Matt you remember me ♪ ♪ Yo I'm gon get it
ain't defendency ♪ ♪'Cause he may be lightskin ♪ ♪ But he's got dark
(bleep) tendencies ♪ (laughing)
(bell ding) Leave him alone he be bitin. >>: Hold on, hold on,
hold on, cut that (bleep) >>: I said my name is Mariah
and that's not a joke but like the other Mariah, I'm bout to leave yo ass broke Hold up.
(bell ding) >>: Now a lot of people
would say you a jerk but I don't see no jerkins. The whole time
I been on this stage, I been wonderin why the (bleep) you been wearin that turban. >>: Hold on, hold on, hold on. I didn't wanna do this but I guess I gotta scorch it. This right here is the definition of
a culture vulture. So, Ima keep this (bleep) real. I don't even know
what I'm about to do 'cause the Mariah
I'm with got more ass and money than you. (audience yelps) (bell ding) (applause)
Bring the beat back. (hip hop beat begins) ♪ Check it out, listen ♪ ♪ Rip got a ponytail,
and Matt got an escrow ♪ ♪ And I thought you was
the catch me outside girl ♪ (laughing) (bell ding) ♪ They got me
rappin' with a kid ♪ ♪ Now I'm looking crazy ♪ ♪ Mr PO, I really do like you ♪ ♪ Wild N' Out girls ♪ ♪ Will one of y'all come
and change his diaper ♪ (audience yelps)
(bell ding) >>: Cut this beat. (air horn sound) I wanna know how can you look
like a father and a toddler. You look like you could
be a teenage kid again and a senior citizen. (laughing) (bell ding) >>: No, no, no, no, no. >>: Don't let him
do you like that. >>: Y'all wanna know if PO
is a man or a baby? The decision is not even close. He went through more to find out if he's
the father of a child and the results said he's both. (cheering)
(bell ding) >>: Hold up, Con, man how
you gonna talk about PO. Man that (bleep) was cold. No wonder y'all gonna
be changing clothes the next episode. (audience groans) (bell ding) >>: Freestyle off the top, his albums shelves are
something I never knew. You know why he
takin up for him? >>: Why?
>>: 'cause his record sales are the same, they never grew. (audience groans) (bell ding)
>>: Hold up I'm not gon stand here all macho and get all this disrespect. Matter of fact, (bleep) take
my chain off your neck. (audience yelps) (bell ding) >>: Okay Nick. Okay, you didn't have
to be dramatic for you to 'cause a scene but I'm happy you took
that (bleep) off my neck. My shit was turning green. (cheering) (scoreboard dings repetitively) (applause) >>: DJ D-Wrek? (indistinct chattering) >>: I gotta give that
to the Black Squad. Make some noise
for the black squad. (cheering) >>: Mariah and Matt,
they came to play. It's been a hell of a show man. DJ D-Wrek, drop the beat. (hip hop beat plays) ♪ They say the blacker
the college, ♪ ♪ The sweeter the knowledge. ♪ ♪ Ross, looks like you
stopped eating that sausage ♪ ♪ I'm proud of you
'cause now aint stoppin ♪ ♪ The Black Squad whole
blown going to pop em ♪ ♪ Imma give you
a word of advice ♪ ♪ Don't sign none
of these (bleep) ♪ ♪ They make wack music. ♪ (laughing)
(scoreboard buzzes) >>: Ayo DJ D-Wrek >>: Sup man >>: Cut the beat (air horn sound) >>: Ayo Nick,
I know you heard me. Every time you wear this
turban you look a little nerdy. But since you dress like
you work at 7-eleven, I'll have your girl
give me a slurpee. (audience groans)
(bell ding) I mean me and her
are really close way more than
a couple of friends, and after she give
me that slurpee, she says thank you, come again. (laughing) (bell ding) (Conceited) Ayo
Bobb'e, come here. You see, now I know
I'm short right? Ha But I should handle this
child in the worst way with that body and that face
you could be the father and son on take your child to work day. (cheering) (bell ding) >>: Hey big baby, I know
this without a doubt if you took that shirt off, you would look just like Martin in Big Momma House. Say yo Shlab,
(bell ding) what is yo hobby? I asked Keith Sweat who are you, guess what he said, (All Members) Nobody! (bell ding) (laughing) >>: I'm Shlab. Don't ever get me started, all this come from
the flea market. (laughing) (bell ding) >>: I know you from MMG, and you suppose to be shinin but I gotta let you know, that yo chain missin diamonds. Bruh I don't know how-- >>: Me being the boss, I'm so
used to expensive (bleep). Yo (bleep) hairline so far back, I wasn't even gon mention it. (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Hold on. Aye Rick, I respect
your brag, you a OG, I know you getting
a whole lot of money. But ever since you
lost that weight, you built like
a crash test dummy. (crowd laughter)
(bell dings) >>: Hold on Chico,
hold on Chico, hold on, Chico, I can't let
you do the boss like that now. Listen, this whole show, the Black Squad was astounding. All the weight that
Rick Ross loss, your head found it. (cheering)
(bell ding) >>: Yo, D-Wrek, make some
sense out of this man. >>: I gotta give that
to the Black Squad. Make some noise for
the Black Squad y'all. (cheering) >>: Once again, the Florida boys came through. (cheering) >>: Aye yo man, Wild 'N Out
once again, Ricky Ross, and y'all
know what's up. Make some noise. (cheering)
♪♪ ♪ Uh, clap ya hand y'all ♪ ♪ Clap your hands y'all ♪ ♪ Yo baby Ariel,
she came to play ♪ ♪ We in "Wild 'N Out"
and I ain't got nothing to say ♪ ♪ You know what,
we wear, we beef, we brawl ♪ ♪ How's she the hardest
one outta all of y'all ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Okay, okay, okay, okay. ♪ Listen Nick, I know you
think your music sick ♪ >>: Uh.
♪ But can anyone here ♪ ♪ Name five of his hits? ♪ (crowd booing)
(bell dings) No. >>: You only need one
to be a millionaire. (laughing) ♪ Yo, yo, I've been
staying out of trouble ♪ ♪ I know my P.O glad ♪ ♪ Lets all go to Six Flags
to make Pio mad (laughing) ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Come on, little poor baby, come here, poor baby.
>>: Oh, man! >>: Aye, aye. ♪ The Red Squad coming for us ♪ ♪ Bad for your health ♪ ♪ You the only grown man ♪ ♪ That can babysit yourself ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Okay, okay, I see, I see. ♪ Your hair like a mopper
to clean the floor ♪ ♪ You know what I'm saying? ♪ (laughing drowns out voice) >>: Get yo little bad ass
off me. (bell dings)
(laughing) >>: Justina listen, ♪ Yo, ah eh, girl
you know I love you ♪ ♪ Every time you come
around (laughs) ♪ ♪ Sike, sit your
little dirty ass down ♪ (crowd booing) What!
(buzzer buzzing) Okay.
(laughing) Look Royce, ♪ You ain't spit enough heat ♪ ♪ I would tell you you suck ♪ ♪ But you can't with
them buck teeth ♪ (crowd booing)
Shall I say you spit? ♪ I don't want no part of it ♪ ♪ Your teeth so far apart ♪ ♪ It look like they're
having an argument ♪ (crowd booing)
(bell dings) >>: B. Simone, come here
B. Simone. (crowd booing) ♪ First things first ♪ ♪ you should know
that I don't play ♪ ♪ you got a Beyonce
body with a Jay Z face ♪ (crowd booing)
(bell dings) >>: Oh no, he lying. ♪ Well, coming at me,
you a damn fool ♪ ♪ Next time you wanna talk ♪ ♪ get a step stool ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) Please! I ain't lying! (Tonio) Yo Tim. >>: Yo Tonio. ♪ You a little fishy ♪ ♪ You don't it all ♪ ♪ Your girl like sushi ♪ ♪ 'Cause I give it to her raw ♪ (crowd booing)
(bell dings) >>: All right,
talking about food. Bitch!
(laughing) ♪ Your girl said
she love my taquitos ♪ ♪ She had one taste
and said (foreign language) ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Whoa, whoa, whoa! (sings foreign language) ♪ We don't do Thai ♪ ♪ Your mom loves it when
I give her meat on the side.♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: All right, okay. Yeah, okay. ♪ Bitch, talk about me ♪ ♪ I got that carne asada ♪ ♪ I bring my stick
to your moms ♪ ♪ she bust it open
like a pinata ♪ (crowd booing)
(bell dings) >>: Hold up, Baby Ariel,
come on up here. (cheering) Baby Ariel, yo.
>>: What's up? ♪ Yo, you, nah, we ain't done ♪ ♪ You did good on
this show, ma ♪ ♪ Hope you had fun ♪ ♪ But you ain't gone win ♪ ♪ But as a party gift ♪ ♪ We got some Air Force 1 ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: You team though,
eh, hi, you team though. She gotta take those off. She look like she ran
away from home in those. We gotta (indistinct)
(laughing) >>: Yo DJ D-Wrek, who won? >>: I gotta give that
to the Red Squad. Make some noise
for the Red Squad y'all. (cheering)
♪♪ ♪ Oh, oh ♪ ♪ Are we on some
New York (bleep) ♪ ♪ Yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ Clap ya hands y'all ♪ ♪ Clap your hands y'all ♪ ♪ Say Brooklyn ♪ Where we at? >>: Brooklyn. ♪ Yo my team supreme,
my drip on gleam ♪ ♪ When I'm in Brooklyn
I say na mean ♪ ♪ But ya squad
a bunch of bitches ♪ ♪ I heard you was in Tyga's DM ♪ ♪ Sending him dick pictures ♪ (crowd booing)
(bell dings) You!
>>: Watch your mouth! (laughing) ♪ I heard about your movie ♪ ♪ They all went flat ♪ ♪ You name ain't Nick Cannon ♪ ♪ Your new name is Nick Cannot ♪ (crowd booing)
(bell dings) ♪ I pull up in
a Royce Rolls drop ♪ ♪ This ain't Wild "N Out ♪ ♪ This Wild with Thots ♪ (crowd booing)
(bell dings) >>: Oh, wait a minute,
wait a minute. ♪ I'm the weatherman ♪ ♪ You a skeleton ♪ ♪ He Juwanna Mann ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ You a Asian ♪ (laughing) ♪ His beard like a Taliban ♪ (bell dings)
(cheering) (D-Wrek) Hold on,
hold on, Nick. >>: Tyga, came with some heat! (laughing) Big kicking! ♪ Check me out, uh ♪ ♪ Said you talking
about my beard ♪ ♪ But boy look at you ♪ ♪ You got them
braids in your hair ♪ ♪ Like it's 2002 ♪ ♪ And I'ma tell you something ♪ ♪ And you know
that its defeated ♪ ♪ His rap career ♪ ♪ Is shorter than Conceited ♪ (cheering)
Okay. (bell dings)
♪ And you know I make it work ♪ ♪ My rhymes get tighter
than that (bleep) shirt ♪ ♪ Okay, I keep on going ♪
(bell dings) ♪ Okay, I keep on flowing ♪ ♪ I'm Chico Bean and you know
I can keep going ♪ ♪ Okay, Emman ♪ ♪ Won't you gon step up
here and beef ♪ ♪ You should've spent
that chain money ♪ ♪ On fixing your teeth ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Aye yo DJ D-Wrek! >>: What's up?
(cheering) >>: Drop the beat. (mixer blowhorn)
(cheering) Aye yo Tim. Letting Tim watch your pets
would never be a good look. He so Asian, he though
the "Cat in the Hat" was a cook book. (laughing)
(bell dings) And you, B. Simone, I ain't trying to be violent, but why y'all got me up
here battling Cardi B minus? (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Let me hit Tim
for a quick second. See Tim, first place
is something you've never really done. Your family had a Jackie Chan
look-alike contest and everybody won. (laughing)
(bell dings) And I know real talk,
that's sounds hella racist, but your phone number's only
listed in the Yellow Pages. (cheering)
(bell dings) And Nick Cannon, I came
here to climb the ranks. Wait, you know what else
rhymes with climb the ranks? >>: You lost your
job to Tyra Banks. (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: But when it comes
to your music, you know that everyone hates it. You're so wack, if you spit a hot 16, even Tyga wouldn't date it. (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Wait, wait, let me get Charron back.
>>: Why! >>: You talk about Jackie Chan, Jackie Chan is tight, fam, "Rush Hour" taught us that
behind all the evil (bleep), there's always the white man! (cheering)
(bell ding) >>: DJ D-Wrek, that was
a hell of a game, who won? >>: I gotta say
the Black Squad wins. Y'all make some noise
for the Black Squad y'all. (cheering)
♪♪ ♪ Aye, aye, clap
your hands y'all ♪ ♪ Aye, aye, aye ♪ ♪ You got a man, he put
a ring on it of course, uh ♪ ♪ But baby call me when you
'bout to get divorced, uh ♪ ♪ Because you know he
a pony for that score, uh ♪ ♪ But no polo, yeah
you (bleep) a real horse ♪ ♪ Aye, aye, aye ♪
(cheering) (bell dings) ♪ Watch me catch bars,
you know I'll do 'em fast ♪ ♪ Unlike yours, at least
my marriage will last ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ Is your girl Rachel,
black bachelorette ♪ ♪ First to ever do it,
so for that I get respect ♪ ♪ Black bachelorette,
on the Black Team ♪ ♪ By the way it's Dallas,
so fresh and so clean ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ Yo, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Nick, I'm happy for you ♪ ♪ I mean it's about damn time ♪ ♪ (Bleep) it's been like
15 years since "Drumline" ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ What you trying
to gain knowledge ♪ ♪ that's more like
special layer ♪ ♪ You couldn't rap on a track ♪ ♪ So you put a wrap
on your head, ah ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Yo, Vic, ♪ You to try come on this
show like you a savage ♪ ♪ But I'ma let you know ♪ ♪ (bleep) you really average ♪
(cheering) ♪ You don't want this ♪ ♪ But you can have it ♪ ♪ Don't this (bleep) look
like a gay skinny Travis ♪ (laughing) (buzzer buzzing) You can go DJ for his ass. (DJ D-Wrek laughs) How bout that? >>: I'm okay right here. >>: Come here, Vic, you ain't gonna do
me like that, Vic. ♪ I heard what you talking ♪ ♪ I heard what you said ♪ ♪ All that talking 'bout
Nick Cannon's head ♪ ♪ Now when I rap ♪ ♪ I make the haters go to bed ♪ ♪ And look, you used
to look like that ♪ ♪ Before the dreads ♪ (cheering) >>: Yo!
(bell dings) ♪ Aye DC look like that plank
you let sleep on your couch ♪ ♪ And kick your mouth ♪
(buzzer buzzing) (cheering drowns out voice) ♪ I can't blame you though ♪ ♪ I mean your face
ain't your fault ♪ ♪ You're grown up baybay skin ♪ ♪ You're a baybay as a dumb ♪
(buzzer buzzing) (bell dings) He lost. That's what (bleep) man. (cheering) >>: DC. ♪ My name is Chico Bean ♪
>>: Hey! ♪ I said something
about you earlier ♪ ♪ But you know you my G. ♪
(cheering) ♪ I got nothing else to say ♪ ♪ Just wanna let
you know I agree ♪ ♪ That dude sitting
right there ♪ ♪ Look just like
a Negro broccoli tree ♪ ♪ Negro broccoli tree ♪
(laughing) ♪ Wo, Negro- ♪
>>: No, no. ♪ You rap about me ♪ ♪ Listen, who does that ♪ ♪ He look like
Cynthia of Rugrats ♪ ♪ Cynthia of Rugrats ♪
(cheering) ♪ Cynthia from Rugrats ♪
(bell dings) ♪ Hey, uh, huh, look at that ♪
(laughing) >>: Hold on, hold on, wait. 'cause we doing it on him? >>: 'Cause we doing it on him. ♪ I see you is rapping ♪ ♪ Everybody wait on us ♪ ♪ He look just like
a makeup brush ♪ (laughing) ♪ A makeup brush ♪
(bell dings) ♪ A makeup brush ♪
(bell dings) (bell ding)
(cheering) >>: DJ D-Wrek, who
won the whole show? >>: I gotta give it
to the Black Squad. So make make some noise
for the Black Squad, y'all! (cheering) >>: Drop the beat. ♪♪ ♪ Uh, huh, we let you
come on this show ♪ ♪ Come back and be a captain ♪ ♪ You was supposed
to be successful ♪ ♪ (bleep) what happened ♪ >>: Let me tell you, listen!
(bell dings) Come on little brother Nick, ♪ You know you envy me ♪ ♪ Yo dumb ass got
fired from NBC ♪ ♪ And you came back crying
that MTV like Tyrese ♪ "What more do you want from me?" (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Oh Nick, I ain't
done with you bro. Ain't done with you, bro. Put that damn turban on, man. What's your motivation?
(laughing) ♪ You not a Muslim ♪ ♪ This is cultural
appropriation ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ I heard you had Ambria
and you dated Kim, too ♪ ♪ Why are all your girls fine,
rich and (bleep) than you ♪ (crowd booing)
(bell dings) ♪ I gotta talk
down on your feet ♪ ♪ But you dress like that
evil last clown off of "It" ♪ (laughing) ♪ Though jokes aside,
last thing I'm passing ♪ ♪ Face it, Nick, you never
getting a Netflix special ♪ >>: Oh!
(bell dings) Okay, all right, all right,
all right. ♪ Yo Vic, ain't nobody
trying to hit that (bleep) ♪ ♪ Let's keep it real, man ♪ ♪ I've got more
money than Netflix ♪ (cheering)
♪ And ima come out here ♪ ♪ And I'ma be way rude ♪ ♪ How the (bleep) you
gon' be a rapper ♪ ♪ With them big ass baby shoes ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Let me get Royce quickly, I've got a beef for Royce. (cheering) >>: Hey yo DJ D-Wreck. >>: What? >>: Cut the beat. (trumpet honks)
(cheering) >>: Yo, heard you called me out, let me say something
to you first. Listen. Yo, you Canadian, so I'ma go ahead and lay
the beat like a base drum. How he the softest rapper from the city that
Drake is from? (crowd booing)
(bell dings) >>: Man, I came here
to battle rap, since you keep talking Drake, I will kill your whole crew back to back.
(cheering) 'Cause Bobby, you need
to buy some extra heels. You are smaller than Conceited's
chance of a record deal. And Nick,
(crowd booing) and Nick,
(bell dings) people talk about that turban more than Nick Cannon instead. He had sex with
Chilli after Usher, that's why he wraps up his head. (cheering)
(bells dings) >>: You know who's in
the building, it's home! Listen, yep. Hey hold on, you know
New York is my city. This (bleep) here,
bigger than Biggy. (laughing) Is it just me or this whip have
some large titties? (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Yeah, I'm the real Jay Z. You can tell how I'm speaking.
>>: Okay. >>: You look more like Miguel
mixed with a boot leg Weekend. (laughing)
(bell dings) 'Cause he looks funny.
(bleep) (bell ding)
(cheering) (Nick) DJ D-Wreck,
again, who won? >>: The Black Squad wins
that one. Make some noise for
the Black Squad y'all. (cheering) (cheering drowns out voice) (Nick) What do you want
to say to the people? >>: I've got to say this
to the people, man. Listen, without this show, I would have no
money in my pocket. This show changed my life.
(cheering) Nick Cannon is a visionary, and without him making a show for the culture, there would be no me,
D-Wreck Davis, Torrei Hart, and Mikey Day,
Jacob Williams, a lot of us came from here. Thank you Nick Cannon,
my brother. (cheering) >>: DJ D-Wreck, drop the beat. ♪♪ ♪ Clap your hands y'all ♪ ♪ Clap your hands y'all ♪ ♪ Clap your hands y'all ♪ ♪ Uh (sings foreign language) ♪
(laughing) ♪ I can go, on in your blanco ♪ ♪ But you don't know
how I go like canto ♪ ♪ A, e, I, o, u ♪ (sings foreign language)
(cheering) ♪ You ladies, do you approve ♪
(cheering) ♪ See, I get more
screams than you, uh ♪ >>: I mean wait, hold up. Hold up!
(cheering) ♪ Yo, Teiya never find me ♪ ♪ You dress like you was
in the "Thriller" video ♪ ♪ Except, you was
one of the zombies ♪ ♪ Hey yo P.O ♪
(bell dings) ♪ There's a question
I might ask ♪ ♪ Lil Baybay Kim ♪ ♪ Let me claim you on my taxes ♪ ♪ DC you sweet ♪
(bell dings) ♪ I mean trick or treat ♪ ♪ Keep that glove on your hand ♪ ♪ 'Cause all you
do is (bleep) me ♪ (crowd booing)
(bell dings) ♪ Dare not play with me ♪ ♪ And also, please
stay away from me ♪ (cheering) >>: Yo.
(bell dings) ♪♪ ♪ Hey yo Emmanuel ♪ ♪ You know this is
the wild style ♪ ♪ His hairline is running
from his eyebrows ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Bro, Nick in the studio ♪ ♪ Why don't you let it go ♪ >>: We doing it like that? We doing it like that? >>: What you doing? >>: We talking about
the hairline? >>: What you gon do? >>: Forget it. ♪ Uh, my name is Eman ♪ ♪ Number one is my numeral ♪ ♪ Your hairline dead ♪ ♪ When is the funeral ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ You don't have a forehead ♪ ♪ My (bleep) you got a five ♪ ♪ six, seven, eight,
nine, you lie ♪ ♪ Six, seven, eight, nine ♪
>>: Okay. ♪ I can really tell that
you got a lot on your mind ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Now Nick, let me
give you the verse ♪ ♪ My dude right here
look like run ateh. ♪ ♪ And let me say y'all ♪
(bell dings) ♪ Your barber ain't cool ♪ ♪ 'Cause when you fell asleep ♪ ♪ He was like, "yeww" ♪
(laughing) (bell dings) >>: Chico, ♪ My bar so hard,
you can say they titanium ♪ ♪ The only thing
bigger than your ego ♪ ♪ Is your cranium ♪ >>: Okay.
(bell dings) ♪ Carlos, why you acting wild ♪ ♪ Your teeth look
like you brush them ♪ ♪ With a black
and (indistinct) ♪ Now Kina,
(bell dings) ♪ You know I spit
hard as (bleep) ♪ ♪ You a boot leg,
but you on a starter, kid ♪ Zoie,
(bell dings) ♪ You get bodied by a chick ♪ ♪ Good thing you like (bleep) ♪ ♪ You get (bleep) of the stick ♪ (crowd booing)
(bell dings) >>: Justina, (sings foreign language) ♪ You gon take it all ♪ ♪ Like Donald Trump, I'ma
break through them walls ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Okay, that was good.
>>: I'ma break them walls. >>: Okay, now, ♪ You can break
through the walls ♪ ♪ That's not important ♪ ♪ If we don't impeach him ♪ ♪ You getting deported ♪ (crowd booing)
(bell ding) (cheering) >>: I thought I was
gon' win this episode. DJ D-Wrek? >>: Gotta give it to
the Black Squad, make some noise for
the Black Squad everybody. (cheering) >>: Prince Wars came to play. Let's get to it. DJ D-Wrek, drop the beat. ♪♪ Clap your hands y'all,
clap your hands y'all, say, "Brooklyn." (audience) Brooklyn. ♪ All right I could go
I'ma keep this light ♪ ♪ I'ma turn Micheal Day
into Michael night ♪ ♪ Take it back to the right ♪ ♪ Left to the middle ♪ ♪ I'm the OG of this (bleep)
you must real little ♪ ♪ Hey yo Nick ♪ (laughing) >>: That's for the over
30 crowd. ♪ I know why each one of your
standups specials flops ♪ ♪ People only laugh at you ♪ ♪ When one of your
rap albums drop ♪ (bell dings) >>: It's all good,
I got another white boy to handle my light work. (laughing) ♪ Truth be told we
both started on Vine ♪ ♪ But holy (bleep) you let
Nick (bleep) from behind ♪ ♪ And oh my God Hitman
where all the hits ♪ ♪ Your name's ironic
you ain't killing (bleep) ♪ >>: Wait. (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ You doing all these dumb bars
like you really the shooter ♪ ♪ I ain't know if
yous gon' rob me ♪ ♪ Or fix my computer ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Hey hold up ♪ ♪ I'm sorry for coming at you ♪ ♪ But your whole team's wack ♪ ♪ How you call
yourself Conceited ♪ ♪ But you look like that ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Jack got bars. >>: I know. Oh, can I get Charlie
up here too. Yeah, yeah. All right look.
>>: White boy battle. White boy battle. White boy battle. (Audience) It's
a white boy battle. ♪ Both look like Steve Jobs
with that we have to grapple ♪ ♪ But with his diet he's
the one that should try Apple ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: White boy battle. (audience) White boy battle. >>: Can I get the White boys? ♪ While you guys have
a group and that really rocks ♪ ♪ But you'll never Jack-Jack
get in this box ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Hey yo DJ D-Wrek,
cut the beat. >>: Cut the beat. All right, Conceited,
defend my honor. (laughing) >>: You come here. Nobody in here thinks he's hard. You look like you the type
to go home and play leapfrog. (laughing)
(bell dings) I don't know if y'all got
me battling Steve Jobs, but since he's here
the Red Team's now the Geek Squad. (laughing)
(bell dings) And Nick, you not styling. With that turban on,
(bleep) you not wilding. (laughing)
(bell dings) So now you should really
just bang yourself, I know why you put
a rope around Mikey's neck, is because every time you
wrap he wants to hang himself. (laughing)
(bell dings) (cheering) >>: Con out here like
a "Wild 'N Out" mascot. Mikey Day dancing
like a fast thot. Emmanuel passed out, but just like Conceited,
both of y'all assed out. (laughing)
(bell dings) (cheering) This was a silly ass Wildstyle. DJ D-Wrek who won the game? >>: I gotta give that
to the Black Squad. Make some noise for
the Black Squad. (cheering) Mikey Day came to play. (cheering) DJ D-Wrek, drop the beat. ♪♪ ♪ Clap your hands y'all,
clap your hands y'all. ♪ Brooklyn. Where we at y'all? (Audience) Brooklyn. >>: I gotta talk to
Winnie guys, come on. ♪ She got the candy
is the handy ♪ ♪ And it's so so sweet ♪ ♪ But leave
the paparazzi at home ♪ ♪ Next time we go out to eat ♪ (Audience) Ooh. (bell dings) >>: Oh got closer (bleep). ♪ Watch your mouth that's
Miss Winnie to you ♪ ♪ And I be her new bed they
call me Winnie the Pooh ♪ ♪ Hold on and you on
stage that it's funny ♪ ♪ You know why
they call me that ♪ ♪ 'Cause I be all
in your honey ♪ ♪ Who put you on stage
acting like you snapping ♪ ♪ Up here dressed like Prince
mixed with Michael Jackson ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Don't cut the beat
yet Conceited ♪ ♪ I got something you need
to hear so I'ma speak it ♪ ♪ Conceited what's up
with you little man ♪ ♪ I'm about to spit some
rhymes because I can ♪ ♪ I say Conceited why you
got all that orange on ♪ ♪ It's probably 'cause you built
exactly like a traffic cone ♪ ♪ I keep it going I keep
on flowing and I'ma spit ♪ ♪ Charlie Clips got snacks
hidden under his tits ♪ ♪ Okay Clips come
back to the front ♪ ♪ You try to join the army so
you could be Captain Crunch ♪ ♪ Okay what's up ♪ ♪ Big belly boy ♪ ♪ You probably like to eat
a whole jar of jelly boy ♪ ♪ Okay anybody else ♪ ♪ You wanna go I see you
reaching for the mic ♪ ♪ Kill him little bro ♪ (cheering) >>: Everybody fat on
the team report to the front. ♪ Okay for all the fat boys ♪ ♪ Eman you know I'm cold ♪ ♪ Yeah I'm really freezing ♪ ♪ Hot damn you got
fat on the offseason ♪ ♪ By next year you
probably have hugest tits ♪ ♪ You need to stop having
lunch with Charlie Clips ♪ ♪ Nick without him
your (bleep) sad ♪ ♪ "Wild 'N Out" this
the bootleg Sinbad ♪ ♪ It looks like you
all had eight Whoppers ♪ ♪ Is this "Wild 'N Out"
or is it Weight Watchers ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: DJ D-Wrek. >>: I got you, I got you. >>: Cut the beat. (air horn blows) You see, I saw what you
did to my team Justina, so here's something
I gotta do after. Since you got
a wrap on your team, I'ma kill your team
using new rappers. You see, you a girl
and you rap bad, you spitting real sloppy and you got red hair, I'm battling Little
Yachty and Little Thotty. (laughing)
(bell dings) And you, Chico, you know
Wildstyle is really mine. Your girl called me Tekashi 'cause I put her in the 69. (laughing)
(bell dings) And Shameik, you ain't nothing but a Nick Cannon lil groupie. I can make sure all
your friends are dead when I hit you with a Lil Uzi. (laughing)
(bell dings) And Nick Cannon you
really a little chump. I heard your new girl
yells, "Gucci gang," when you have sex
'cause you give her lil pumps. (laughing)
(bell dings) (cheering) >>: DJ D-Wrek who won? >>: I'm gonna give it
to the Black Squad. Make some noise for
the Black Squad y'all. (cheering) >>: Black Squad came to play. Here comes the belt. (cheering) She came and took
my Comedy Championship belt. Well what you wanna
say to the people? >>: I didn't think you were
gonna let me win today. >>: She getting real emotional. (laughing) Y'all make some noise for
the baby, she in tears. (cheering) (indistinct) you're the winner. And you know we got my man
Big Shaq in the building. Y'all give it up for him. (cheering) So we gon' do Wildstyle a lil differently. DJ D-Wrek drop the beat. ♪♪ Oh yeah Big Shaq pah, pah, pah I'm ready
to get down here we go. ♪ Two plus two equal four ♪ ♪ Four one thing math things ♪ ♪ Quack, quack,
quack, quack, quack ♪ ♪ Road trip trap, trap, trap ♪ ♪ Boom ♪ ♪ Nick Cannon ain't
got no shirt ♪ ♪ This ain't Rihanna but you
still gon' get this work ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Hey you know that
I'm not lying ♪ ♪ I gotta let you know ♪ ♪ Your forehead shine
bright like a diamond hey ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Six plus six equals
12 minus one is 11 ♪ ♪ I turn my shirt inside out ♪ ♪ 'Cause now I'm pipping ♪ ♪ When it came outside ♪ ♪ I had to well enough girl ♪ ♪ 'Cause the thing
went ooh ooh ooh ♪ ♪ With ah ah ah with err ♪ ♪ It's okay Carlos
you're a jerk ♪ ♪ Everybody in the place
wanna see DreamDoll twerk ♪ ♪ Twerk twerk twerk
twerk twerk twerk twerk ♪ ♪ DreamDoll twerk ♪ ♪ Hey hey DreamDoll twerk
twerk twerk twerk twerk twerk ♪ ♪ Hey Nicholas come here ♪ ♪ You coming in here you looking
(bleep) with the shades whoa ♪ ♪ I got one question who
the hell doing your braids ♪ ♪ Whoa whoa whoa ♪ ♪ Money (bleep) talking about
money that (bleep) cop me ♪ ♪ Ho ho ho ♪ ♪ What're you
wearing my (bleep) ♪ ♪ That ain't Versace ♪ ♪ Ho ho ♪ ♪ Talking about money you
getting my (bleep) the set ♪ ♪ Hey hey ♪ ♪ You're so so dead
'cause your hair ♪ ♪ Looks like it's the Bratz ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Yeah and you know
that you not funny ♪ ♪ Rihanna one more your lines ♪ ♪ Bitch better have my money ♪ >>: This is fire, but I'm sorry. DJ D-Wrek. (cheering) Cut the beat. (air horn blows) >>: Hold up, move your
big head ass back dude. >>: DJ D-Wrek football head. (buzzer buzzes) >>: No, come on, move
your big head ass back. >>: Yo, Mike, come here man. You see we already know
I already told this kid once. With a body like
that and that hair you look like a lit blunt. (laughing)
(bell dings) I mean me going against
you, you know I'm clowning. Yo Nick, why don't
he give this to you because your career is drowning. (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Okay, I want
Clips, come on Clips. I bet when he go to the doctor, 'cause he feel ill, they take one look and prescribe
his big ass a treadmill. (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: And you was messing up
on your jokes. That's how I know you a rookie. You should let me borrow this 'cause I'm gonna go
to your mom's house and drown in that (bleep). (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Hey, Con. Your whole demeanor, you know
it's really stressing me. Since you look like a Muppet, the only you street
you ever seen is Sesame. (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: I don't even get
it but that's sad, but speaking of Oscar the Grouch your box is mad trash. (laughing)
(bell dings) I mean so that's something you
should really look at proper, but if I did hit I bet you
will call me a Cookie Monster. (audience) Ooh.
(bell dings) >>: Okay, okay. Me call you the Cookie Monster,
Con, hell no. When you put that
little thing in, it only tickled me, Elmo. (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: D-Wrek, let 'em know. >>: Make some noise for
the Black Squad y'all. (cheering) >>: I wanna give Nick
a congratulations. Congratulation, Nick. You played yourself, okay. >>: DJ D-Wrek drop the beat. ♪ Yo queen fly is
my body and hey yo ♪ ♪ I threw on my brand
new Cannon underwear ♪ ♪ This little chick
I might take home ♪ ♪ Wait hold on I better stop
'cause momma over there ♪ ♪ And she calling
the police on the phone ♪ Y'all give it up
for Justine's momma. (cheering) >>: DC, bring that ass here,
boy. >>: Yo mamma is over there. (laughing) ♪ Yo swag is tired
like Tylenol PM ♪ ♪ Tryna put you on blast
for sliding in my DMs ♪ (audience) Ooh.
(bell dings) >>: Hold on, hold on,
real talk, real talk. >>: Momma, you want me to whoop
his ass now, I'll do it. ♪ I did slide
'cause I'm a shooter ♪ ♪ But I should've
slid to your momma ♪ ♪ 'Cause I a little cougar ♪ >>: Hey mamma, hey mama. (laughing) >>: Fat boy, fat boy, come on,
come on over here, come on. Get yo fat ass up here. ♪ Fat boy, you can't
raise your arms ♪ ♪ You look like you
are born in a barn ♪ (buzzer buzzes) ♪ Look at your shoes ♪ ♪ You look like you
was on "Blues Clues" ♪ (buzzer buzzes) ♪ Now stop ladies and gentlemen
give it up for Travis Not ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ That was a good call ♪ ♪ What's your occupation
I heard you play football ♪ ♪ Okay I won the rap and your
girlfriend she won the sack ♪ ♪ Just like you on the Chiefs
I have her running back ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: I need to holler at
my mans right quick. ♪ Hey yo Chico I got
some'n you ain't seen ♪ ♪ It's a dude right there
that look like Chico Bean ♪ ♪ Dude that look
like Chico Bean ♪ ♪ But he ain't no
where near as clean ♪ ♪ Carlos let me talk to you ♪ ♪ The dude sitting beside
him look just like you ♪ ♪ He do look like
me but it's true ♪ ♪ I had your girl walking
around like Winnie the Pooh ♪ >>: That was with her T-shirt
naked from the waist down. ♪ Listen sucker listen ♪ ♪ I don't care nothing
about what you said ♪ ♪ You already know I'm dome
at the top of the head ♪ ♪ I said Chico let me
say something dumb ♪ ♪ Where the hell did you
get Ricky Williams from ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Ricky Williams no ♪ ♪ You already know
I got the stupid flow ♪ ♪ And if you come on my block ♪ ♪ You know I'm gon' shoot ♪ ♪ Why do Rick and Perk
got on the same boots ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ We might as well
kick it off the top ♪ ♪ Because one of these
girls got to be a thot ♪ ♪ And I say (bleep)
I'm out of control ♪ ♪ I'm trying to see who
in the crowd on birth control ♪ ♪ Oh and I spit it and you know
I ain't new to this ♪ ♪ I'm treating like Nick ♪ ♪ Putting twins in her uterus ♪ >>: All right, we know you
amazing now make some noise. (cheering)
(bell dings) DJ D-Wrek, who won
this entire show? >>: The Black Squad wins y'all. Make some noise for
the Black Squad. >>: I gotta bow down
to the queen. Y'all make some noise, Miss Sky, Queen Sky we gon' call her. What you wanna say
to the people at home, love? >>: It's for Brooklyn! (cheering) ♪♪ >>: Hey, hey, yo. ♪ Red Squad yeah how
we can't be beat ♪ ♪ Yeah Brooklyn
everybody on they feet ♪ ♪ And you know
my freestyle it be so unique ♪ ♪ Yeah and we gon' do it 'cause
I'm riding through this beat ♪ ♪ I'm a keep on going 'cause
you know my taste is sweet ♪ ♪ So what you want
trick or (bleep) treat ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ I rep that Black Squad ♪ ♪ That Blackie hard ♪ ♪ I had a real (bleep)
like oh my God ♪ ♪ Oh my God ♪ >>: DJ D-Wrek, keep
the beat exactly the same. (laughing) ♪ You sound like
you smoke a pack a week ♪ ♪ That (bleep) is cancerous ♪ ♪ Black Squad I wanna know yo ♪ ♪ Who's mans is this ♪ ♪ When you got dressed
girl I shoulda told ya ♪ ♪ You look like an
advertisement for Trashenova ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ There's white people
and there's white people ♪ ♪ There's a
difference at least ♪ ♪ But you look like the type ♪ ♪ That could be
Donald Trump's niece ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Let me get Justina,
hold up, let me get Justina. Listen. ♪ You picked on me
all last season yes ♪ ♪ And you were saying
(bleep) for no reason ♪ ♪ Now last year you
called me a toothpick ♪ ♪ And girl that sting ♪ ♪ But your voice sound
like the little man ♪ ♪ From "Lord of the Rings" ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ So you talked about my voice ♪ ♪ So now I gotta do you ♪ ♪ But why your hair look
like a dirty shower loofah ♪ ♪ You been gone DC
I'ma cut to the chase ♪ ♪ Me Funny Mike 'cause
you have been replaced ♪ >>: Bring that ass here. (bleep) (cheering) ♪ I ain't gon' lie ♪ ♪ A buzzer or a bell ♪ ♪ Turn that beat off
'cause this trashy as hell ♪ >>: Okay turn it off. (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: I know that you might
have said something funny, but you forgot to do that. I guess your memory
is fuzzier than your hat. (buzzer buzzes)
>>: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. >>: You talkin about
my hat is fuzzy? Please don't push me,
no my hat is fuzzy because it came
from yo mama (bleep). (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Yo DJ D-Wrek,
(indistinct) man. >>: I gotta say
the Red Squad won that one. Make some noise for
the Red Squad y'all. (cheering) >>: Make some noise
for the real OG Trick Daddy in the building. (cheering) What do you wanna say
to the people, Trick? >>: Hey, love y'all,
appreciate y'all for coming out
tonight all right? (Nick) That's what
I'm talking about.
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Its more cringe this link is to an HOUR if this nonsense
Could only watch about 10 seconds. He's awful. Just awful.
I love wild n out but nick cannon is literally the worst part of it. I get it hes the producer but the show would be much better without him.