(applause) >>: Oh yeah, freestyle rapping but here at "Wild 'N Out"
we focus on them jokes, so each punch line is one point
added to your total score. (applause) We came to play, man. (hiphop beats) Yeah, clap your hands, y'all. Clap your hands, y'all. ♪ Yo you got a hit record,
it's hitting the top spot ♪ ♪ but your head not big enough
like my mascot ♪ ♪ I'ma tell you like this,
Duval you need to stop ♪ ♪ Because it look like
you and Hitman ♪ ♪ Got your teeth fixed
at the same shop ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) >>: All right. You gave him a bell (bleep) >>: That was good (bleep),
that was freestyle. ♪ Smile, bitch I don't mean
no harm ♪ ♪ But I'd rather hear your rap ♪ ♪ Than them boring
ass poems (bleep). ♪ (laughing) >>: My poem is meaningful,
(bleep). Kiss my ass. >>: All right listen, ♪ Hey yo Duval,
yeah you got a hot tune ♪ ♪ You only live your best life
cause TI dropped you ♪ (bell ring)
(audience booing) >>: I was never signed to TI,
that's my dog but I was never signed. Do another one, go ahead. >>: All right, hold on. ♪ Hey yo, Duval,
this is the real truth ♪ ♪ Those the baby shoes that
we put in the rear view ♪ (laughing) (buzzer sounds) This (bleep)
the same size as me! >>: I slayed a bitch (bleep). >>: Yeah, yeah, yo. ♪ I wanted to be
the biggest castmate ever ♪ ♪ That's a fact, and then
you went and hired him ♪ ♪ And that was that ♪ ♪ I mean,
I don't really wanna be mean ♪ ♪ But you look like J.Lo ♪ ♪ Yeah, J.Lo self-esteem ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) >>: Yo, HitMan Holla. ♪ Yo, you do the mostest ♪ ♪ You got new teeth,
but when you breathe ♪ ♪ It's HitMan Hollatosis ♪ (shouting) (bell dings) DC Young Fly. (shouting) >>: Oh shit. >>: Yo, yo. ♪ DC I don't mean to be rude ♪ ♪ But you so skinny you look
like you're allergic to food ♪ ♪ With pants that tight, ♪ ♪ you can't even get
your lean on ♪ ♪ You the type
to (bleep) a bitch ♪ ♪ Wake up and put her jeans on ♪ (laughing) (bell sounds) Can't breathe in there DC! >>: Hey man, stop that shit man. (vinyl backspins) >>: You keep coming at me
and that is a damn shame. You know what you need to do? You need to go to every
little kid birthday party and swallow the helium
out their balloon, and maybe your voice
will change. (laughing) (laughing) (bleep) DC can hula hoop
with a cheerio. You should change
your name to CD 'cause you're skinny enough
to fit inside my stereo. (laughing) (buzzer sounds) >>: Hey, I ain't even
gonna lie bro. It's something you need to know. I know why yo ass still mad, 'cause every time you get
in somebody car, your feet still don't hit
the floor. (bell dings) He be like "damn,
why y'all car so big?" (laughing) >>: My feet don't hit the floor, and yeah that's cool that's
what's up with me. But go ahead and tell
the people that before you had a career,
you used to look up to me. (booing) (bell dings) >>: That's right,
I did and that's true. But guess what little (bleep),
I grew past you. (applause) (bell rings repeatedly) (party horn blares) ♪ Uh, uh, Melo you look like
you need some help ♪ ♪ This (bleep) so black, ♪ ♪ I thought you showed up
by yourself ♪ (cheering) (bell dings) ♪ Hey, hey, hey,
you heard a dance break ♪ ♪ Well allow me to teach class ♪ ♪ I'll take my foot and break it
in your scrawny ass ♪ (bell dings) >>: I believe you. >>: That's your new
wrestling move? All right, (bleep) it. >>: Ayo Nick, I'm confused. I don't really see the plan. Where the hell
did you find Beenie Man? (laughing)
(bell ring) >>: Yo I got you. Look. After I say this Hit Man, you might get mad at me,
but with that skirt on you look like you're wrestling
with your sexuality. (booing) (bell dings)
>>: Yo, yo. ♪ He gonna talk about my kilt ♪ ♪ Don't get me worked off ♪ ♪ I could (bleep) your momma
without the skirt off. ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: All right. What up ladies,
let me get Justina. Right here Justina, in the ring Justina. Get these bars,
okay here it goes. ♪ Yo, right now, you need
to get cooked right ♪ ♪ If orphan Annie
(bleep) black guys, ♪ ♪ This is what it'd look like. ♪ (booing) >>: Okay. (Buzzer sounds)
Okay. (DJ D-Wrek) Ah, a little shaky. ♪ I'ma tell the whole world
how you really a trick ♪ ♪ How you got up on the show
cause you (bleep) on (bleep). ♪ ♪ Thinking that you hot ♪ ♪ I'ma tell you that
you not though ♪ ♪ You let everybody put
they meat up in your taco ♪ (cheering) (bell dings) >>: Wait wait, Nick tell
the truth. Nick Nick, tell the truth. Were you being patriotic
or like the way she red white and blue? Uh huh. >>: Oh, that's a bar. That was crazy.
(bell dings) ♪ You thinking that you cute ♪ ♪ Hoping I might go less ♪ ♪ You such a thot
you Jennifer hoe-pez ♪ ♪ Girl please
my flow is too strong ♪ ♪ They call you My Verse ♪ ♪ I'm the whole (bleep) song ♪ (cheering) (bell dings) (applause) >>: I'll see you next time,
Justina. >>: Hey yo DJ D-Wrek. >>: Yo, what up? >>: Cut the beat. (party horn sounds) (applause) >>: Nick, you think you bad,
but you really my son. Since you wrap your head
like a girl, come get slammed by one. (booing) >>: Okay, let's go.
(bell dings) I'll see y'all later, who won? >>: Conceited, you look like
the most gangster smurf I've seen in all of my life. You are so tiny
that TI calls you his wife. (bell dings) >>: Hey yo Charron,
you always a trip. It's ironic you mention TI, 'cause your mother is always
on the tip. And then you say
he calls me his wife, man that's no biggie,
you such a white bitch that TI calls you Iggy. (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Hey yo Ron, listen. I know you like the rapping, but you so dark,
you make Michael Blackson look like Michael Jackson. laughing)
(bell dings) >>: That was crazy. >>: You so short,
you got off the bus and bumped your neck on a car. (booing) (bell dings) >>: That's true,
and when we watching wrestling you always in the background, no wonder this
the wrestling episode 'cause I bring your girl
and I give her the smackdown. (cheering) (bell rings repeatedly) (horn effects) ♪ Uh, two step I make
this look easy ♪ ♪ This my show
please believe me ♪ ♪ But I love it when my brothers
out here achieving ♪ Give it up for Akon
and Young Greasy. (applause) (bell dings) >>: Come here Akon. ♪ There's something
you need to know ♪ ♪ There's something
you need to know ♪ ♪ I wanna go to Africa so bad ♪ ♪ When you gonna let me go ♪ Nah (bleep), for real. (laughing) I wanna go! (buzzer sounds) >>: I'm speechless. (laughing) (bell dings) (laughing) ♪ Yo, just be happy
that you ain't dead ♪ ♪ Yo Atlanta, this would
be Tickle Me Elmo ♪ ♪ If he was raised in Bankhead ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Hold on. ♪ Hey HitMan, I ain't think
your gums could get no blacker ♪ ♪ And your teeth went
from Dorito crumbs ♪ ♪ to saltine crackers ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) (mumbles) >>: Hold up. ♪ Nah, you must've
thought it was over ♪ ♪ Your team captain dressed like
a pack of blueberry gogurt. ♪ (bell dings) >>: Wait wait. We got this coming, come here. Nick, how you doing today? ♪ I did not come here to play ♪ ♪ I am going to kick the space ♪ ♪ It look you have a red penis
hanging from your waist ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: You talking about
what I got on? You talking about what I got on? ♪ Y'all don't make me mad ♪ ♪ Why yo team captain up here
dressed like a step dad ♪ ♪ And matter of fact->>: ♪ (bell dings) ♪ Don't even bother ♪ ♪ Yo, Akon, you are the father ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) >>: Hold up, hold up,
hold up, hold up. ♪ Yo, it's the 13th season ♪ ♪ Nick, I need my air time ♪ ♪ I know y'all gettinG money ♪ ♪ This (bleep) got a hairline. ♪ ♪ Everybody saying
that I look like Akon ♪ ♪ But you can't say (bleep)
'cause your beard is taped on ♪ (cheering) >>: Wait a minute. (bell dings) (cheering) ♪ My beard is taped on ♪ ♪ I'm glad you feel this ♪ ♪ I'm just glad that
you found some words ♪ ♪ That you're no
longer speechless ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) >>: Don't ever disrespect me. >>: Cut that beat man. (mumbles) What up B?
>>: Hurray. >>: What up B?
>>: Hurray. Hurray. >>: Talk you (bleep). >>: I'm trying to tell you. >>: Talk your (bleep). >>: Oh hell, nah. Oh hell, nah. This (bleep) just put
her titties in my hand! (laughing) (bell dings) (laughing) (cheering) >>: Now listen, what I'm about to say
might hurt your pride. But this is how you dress
when you can't find your clothes
and your Uber outside. (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Oh, hold up. You said I dress like
a stepdad, bruh? You dress like
a 13-year-old, so what's that all about? I done put lights in Africa, don't make me put yours out. (cheering)
(bell ringing repeatedly) (party horn) >>: He has turned off
the lights, he is the King. >>: Matter of fact,
I usually go first. This is your show dog,
I'll let Carlos go first. >>: I'ma bring some flavor
in here then. Check this out. ♪ I said I'm coming off
the top ♪ ♪ Like that dude
wearing that wig ♪ ♪ Like that dude
wearing that wig ♪ ♪ Coming off the top like
the dude wearing that wig ♪ ♪ I don't have no sense ♪ ♪ But I came to do it big ♪ ♪ I came to Wild 'N Out
because I need to feed my kids ♪ ♪ You tried to fire me but
that just ain't what it is. ♪ ♪ Ain't what it is ♪ ♪ I see you gon' talk ♪ ♪ Everybody know
the whole black squad lost ♪ ♪ Because of your captain
(bleep) what happened ♪ ♪ How you get fired
on your damn day off ♪ (Dc laughs) (buzzer sounds) ♪ The wild style beat
that come with better rules ♪ ♪ I'm about to do it bigger than
your little brother's shoes ♪ (cheering) ♪ I'm about to do it bigger ♪ ♪ Than your little
brother's shoes ♪ ♪ Look at these ♪ ♪ These here's is red boots ♪ ♪ They bigger than hell
and you know he gon' shoot. ♪ Boom, step. Boom, step. ♪ ♪ Chico Bean stop playing ♪ ♪ Ain't no need to amp ♪ ♪ You know his little brother
is the kickball champ ♪ ♪ I said the kickball champ ♪ ♪ He be bootin' it long ♪ His brother boots so big
you know that you wrong ♪ Chico Beans you do stand up ♪ ♪ Somebody should've remind me ♪ ♪ But Nick wrote
eighty-five south up ♪ ♪ Like the Bulls
in the nineties ♪ >>: Okay, win. ♪ You sound like some (bleep). ♪ ♪ When you run,
it sound like this ♪ ♪ Boom, boom, boom,
boom, boom, boom, boom ♪ (bell dings) (laughing) ♪ Hey Chico ♪ ♪ You know I be spitting ♪ ♪ Imagine getting
jumped and hearing ♪ ♪ Nick, tell yo brother
get some kicks in ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: You on his team! (laughing) ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ His shoes be booming ♪ ♪ When he walk,
the devil be like ♪ ♪ What y'all up there doing ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) (airhorn) (cheering) (applause) ♪ Yo I came in the door ♪ ♪ I said it before ♪ ♪ I never let the black
squad win no more ♪ ♪ But here's something that's
been bothering me to my core ♪ ♪ Why the (bleep)
it ain't no black people ♪ ♪ On the "Jersey Shore" ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ Yo, yo, yo, yo ♪ ♪ Yo Nick, being a rapper
wasn't in your plan ♪ ♪ You got a better chance than
Ron getting back with Sam ♪ (booing)
(buzzer sounds) ♪ You got a better chance
of being on beat (bleep) ♪ (laughing) >>: Hey Bobby. ♪ When I spit bars
I never hesitate ♪ ♪ Your body belongs
on a wedding cake ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Look ♪ ♪ That wedding cake joke
was very whack ♪ ♪ What you need to do is ♪ ♪ get Ronnie his big
ass shoulders back ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Hey yo DJ D-Wrek, cut the beat. (cheering)
(airhorn effect) >>: Bobby, your raps don't
really work for me. You got the face
for an old folks home, and the body for a nursery. (booing) (bell dings) >>: Chill Justina, he was
on "That's So Raven," but he ain't on that
show anymore. (Bleep), ain't she psychic? How she ain't tell you
was gonna grow anymore? (laughing)
(buzzer sounds) >>: The Disney Channel
jokes are cute, I ain't knocking you,
but don't she look like a trailer park version
of "Kim Possible?" (booing)
(bell dings) And you, you wanna talk stupid. If she Kim Possible,
looks like you, Rufus. (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Hey yo, I want that (bleep) that was talkin (bleep) before. This guy right here. (jeering) You guys remember
what he said before right? Yo, Jersey Shore is MTV's number one, don't act like you don't know. Jersey Shore is the reason
why all of you still have a show. (cheering)
(jeering) (buzzer) >>: You talk about Jersey Shore. What is that about? We the new MTV. Welcome to Wild 'N Out! (cheering) ♪ Oh, come on. ♪ ♪ Come on, come on, come on, c
ome on, come on ♪ ♪ Mirror mirror, on the wall, ♪ ♪ Who is the freshest
of them all? ♪ ♪ From the window
to the wall. ♪ ♪ Y'all make some noise ♪ ♪ For the wizard of my balls ♪ (laughing) (DJ D-Wrek) What?
(bell dings) He's the wizard of my balls. (DJ D-Wrek) Balls? (laughter) Wizard of the balls, pause. (laughter) ♪ Hey yo, Nick you my man, ♪ ♪ You be burning too right. ♪ ♪ You tried to says,
eyes was red, ♪ ♪ 'Cause this turban's
too tight. ♪ (cheering)
>>: Facts! ♪ Yeah, everybody know
this is true ♪ ♪ When it come
to battle rap, I kill ♪ ♪ That's what I do ♪ ♪ Hey Clips,
I keep a north tuck ♪ ♪ Bobb'e's so small ♪ ♪ I bet his GPS only give him
the shortcuts ♪ ♪ Ha! ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Okay. ♪ GPS shortcuts, I must admit
that was fire ♪ ♪ But your (bleep)
handle my kids ♪ ♪ Like a daycare
provider (bleep) ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) (cheering) (DJ D-Wrek) Ah! Hey yo, hit back. He's mad! ♪ Wild style battle ♪ ♪ I go full throttle ♪ ♪ He look like a genie ♪ ♪ Out a Hennessy bottle ♪ ♪ He's going down->>: ♪
(buzzer) ♪ Ain't playing no game ♪ ♪ Old school player ♪ ♪ That's my name ♪
>>: Oh! ♪ I got your mike on ♪ ♪ And I'm 'bout to murder ya ♪ ♪ Ya up here dressed
like a Wild 'N Out burglar ♪ ♪ Yeah, what ya going to do? ♪ ♪ Everything I spit,
has gotta be true ♪ ♪ Hey, as my rhymes just began ♪ ♪ Ya got ya whole outfit
from Fashion Nova Men ♪ ♪ I ain't playing no game ♪
(bell ring) ♪ I say cheese ♪ ♪ You the heavyweight champion ♪ ♪ Of the daycare league ♪ (bell dings) (cheering)
(jeering) >>: Hey DJ D-Wrek (DJ D-Wrek) Yo, what up? >>: Cut the beat. (Nick) Oh!
She took college! >>: Connie, Charron, aren't y'all two supposed
to be rappers? Well, I'm 'bout to eat
you for lunch. 'Cause the only way
you could get a hit, is if Wiz Khalifa
passed you the blunt! (jeering) (bell dings) >>: You said we would only get
a hit from the blunt. That was really phony. 'Cause in the hood,
you're like a blunt, 'cause once they hit it, they pass you to the homey. (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: And you coming against us, this is where the fun stop. You're such a (bleep),
every time you take a step it's considered a slut walk. >>: All right screw-- (bell dings)
I was at the SlutWalk, and it really changed my world. I was in the streets ho'ing, with your mom and your girl! (laughing) >>: I'ma tell you like this! A-ah! That (bleep) needs some cushing! You got your hair like Rapunzel, but guess what? Don't nobody wanna save you from that dragon ass (bleep)! (bell dings) (epic winning buzzer) (cheering) ♪ Marshmello, really
I don't mean no harm ♪ ♪ But all this fruit
on your team ♪ ♪ You like Lucky Charms, uh ♪ ♪ And you know I go
to the break of dawn ♪ ♪ On and on, and I keep it
(mumbles) ♪ ♪ Yo, dude I keep
going never broke so, ♪ ♪ If he Marshmello, ♪ ♪ Then I want this hot cocoa ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) (cheering)
♪ >>: Hey yo Nick. >>: Hey yo.
>>: Listen. ♪ I've seen your dancing ♪ ♪ It wasn't impressing ♪ ♪ You should probably come
to me ♪ ♪ And I'll give you a lesson ♪ ♪ I'll take it, I'll take it ♪
(bell dings) ♪ I'll take it, I'll take it ♪
>>: Listen, listen. ♪ Your music is whack ♪ ♪ Your album's never sold ♪ ♪ Listen, I'm silver ♪ ♪ But I'm the closest
you will ever come to gold ♪ ♪ I'll take it, I'll take it ♪
(bell dings) >>: Marshmello, you ready? ♪ In this goofy getup ♪ ♪ You know it's gonna backfire ♪ ♪ I'm a roast this Marshmello ♪ ♪ Like he at a campfire ♪ ♪ You are one marshmallow
I would never taste ♪ ♪ You only wear that mask ♪ ♪ To cover your ugly face! ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) (DJ D-Wrek) Roasted! (laughing) >>: Hey yo DJ D-Wrek (DJ D-Wrek) Yo what up? >>: Cut the beat! (epic winning buzzer) >>: Actually, I'm gonna
start it off. (jeering) Can Conceited ride a beat? The answer is no. The day it happens, Azealia Banks'll come back
on the show! And, Justina, you wanna
dis Marshmello, but the kid won't sign you. You're like a marshmallow, 'cause you're soft, white and everyone puts
their stick inside you! >>: Whoah!
(bell dings) That was crazy! >>: He said everyone pokes
they stick in me, Charron. Okay, boo hoo. Well then, you must be
the Graham cracker, 'cause everyone
puts they chocolate inside of you. (laughing)
(jeering) (buzzer) >>: What? That was crazy! Yeah, hold on man. I'm putting this black man
versus white man, this a light shower. If you played basketball, ya name would be
"The White Powder". You so racist,
that W on your shirt stands for white power. (laughing) (winning buzzer) >>: You all right
over there D-Wrek? >>: Hold on!
These button are close! (laughing)
>>: Damn! He don't like black nothing. No black songs, black women, no black dancers. He even canceled his Netflix, just 'cause they uploaded
Black Panther! (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Hey Big Mac, you my homey, but you really eat Big Macs
till your neck explode. You know how I know you hungry? 'Cause you been staring
at Marshmello the whole episode! (laughing) (bell dings) (bell dings) (epic winning buzzer) (applause) (rap beat) >>: Oh, all right. All right Baby,
you step it up, okay! I'll come like this. ♪ ♪ I know this girl,
her name is Nene ♪ ♪ She get hot and bothered ♪ ♪ Every time she see me ♪ ♪ Pull up in my Benz ♪ ♪ Or my drop top Caddy ♪ ♪ If you let me in ♪ ♪ I'll be Brett's step daddy ♪ (cheering)
(jeering) (bell dings) (applause) ♪ You can never be
my step daddy ♪ ♪ You ain't got the drip ♪ ♪ My daddy Gregg Leakes
and he is a slick pimp ♪ ♪ Can't rap like us ♪ ♪ We don't care
about your Caddy ♪ ♪ Outside is RAV 2018 Buddy ♪ >>: Oh! (cheering) (bell dings) >>: Come on, come on! >>: Hey yo Bobb'e. ♪ Yeah, I know how we get down ♪ ♪ Never to trust ♪ ♪ Whole black squad wack ♪ ♪ Y'all ain't (bleep) with us ♪ ♪ Gonna join some alliance ♪ ♪ Football jersey ♪ ♪ Aw, who you used
to play for? ♪ ♪ The Little Giants? ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) >>: Look. (DJ D-Wrek) He mad y'all. ♪ I may be short ♪ ♪ But let's be clear ♪ ♪ I rather have my height ♪ ♪ That them small ass ears ♪ ♪ And you->>: ♪ (bell dings) ♪ Boy, shut the (bleep) up ♪ ♪ Your nose big, you smelled
the sun come up ♪ (bell dings) (Justina) Hey DJ D-wrek? >>: Yo, what up? >>: Cut the beat. ♪ >>: Oh, get 'em Diggy.
>>: Check. I'm the royal flush
in the flesh. You just a peasant
in this clout world. Somebody come beat
this (bleep)'s face. This your newest
Wild 'N Out girl. (jeering)
(bell ring) Hey.
We on the stage, on the show called Wild 'N Out. He got on the same pants Nick had on in Roll Bounce. Get your ass out of here! (bell dings)
(applause) >>: Nene, how you a housewife, but there ain't ever any peace
in ya house? I know why they call
you Nene Leakes, 'cause you got diarrhea
of the mouth. (bell dings)
(jeering) >>: Hold on.
Wait one second. Oh, oh, I forgot,
I don't win battles. >>: Your fans think you're messy and they wish you
would do better. You should introduce
your top lip to your bottom lip, 'cause they ain't
never been together. (bell dings)
(cheering) >>: She tripping right? >>: I got you! I got you Nene, don't worry! We gonna ride (bleep)! You a real housewife! She just a side (bleep)! (laughing) (bell dings) (cheering) (epic winning buzzer) (rap beat) >>: Yeah, yeah. Oh, all right Skye gonna step up
and go like this. ♪ I gotta stay
fly-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y ♪ ♪ I'm so fresh to death,
I might die to die ♪ ♪ And you looking like a angel ♪ ♪ No lie, lie, lie ♪ ♪ So let me up in that heaven ♪ ♪ So I can touch the Skye ♪ (cheering) (applause) >>: I got it, come here Clips ♪ Yo, hit man,
I'm the baddest around ♪ ♪ When it come
to battle rapping ♪ ♪ I'm the best in town ♪ ♪ Look, I leave a murder scene ♪ ♪ Is it me, or do Clips look ♪ ♪ like the head coach
from Burger King ♪ ♪ Hey yo Skye,
I could go all night ♪ ♪ I know you used to black ink ♪ ♪ But mine shoot out white ♪ (jeering) (Nick) That's nasty! (laughing) >>: Yo, B Simone, B Simone! ♪ Yo, you as hairy as a man ♪ ♪ The way you looking ♪ ♪ you could be
your own boyfriend ♪ (jeering)
(bell ring) ♪ You made a song
about a cow ♪ ♪ I know you think
you the bomb ♪ ♪ Hey yo, Nick, chicken heads ♪ ♪ They belong on the farm ♪ (jeering) ♪ Hey, Doja Cat ♪ ♪ Here's something
you won't believe ♪ ♪ I went backstage ♪ ♪ And found the rest
of your weave ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ But I got you ♪ ♪ If she don't wanna use it
for her head ♪ ♪ Put it on your boots. ♪ (Nick) Kiss my ass.
(bell dings) ♪ Yo, (bleep) every time
I see you I say Damn! ♪ ♪ You look like the blue monster
from Space Jam ♪ (bell dings) >>: Okay, all right,
check this out. ♪ Look, Space Jam,
now that ain't white ♪ ♪ That's why you look like
a fake ass Gucci White ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) >>: Gucci White fine! >>: Don't she look like
the fake version? >>: DJ, you cut the beat for me? (jeering) Ah, Chico, hi. Chico, I know why you slow, 'cause your head is shaped
like a Idaho potato! (laughing) (buzzer) >>: I had to cut
the beat for that? >>: Yeah! (rap beat) >>: That was very funny. Hey, come here baby. ♪ Yeah, I'm Chico Bean
and I'm known to get cash ♪ ♪ I got a Idaho potato, you got
'em stuffed in your ass! ♪ (bell ringing)
(cheering) (epic winning buzzer) >>: ♪ Back in the day
when I was young ♪ ♪ I'm not a kid anymore ♪ ♪ But for days, I sit and wish
I was a kid again ♪ ♪ You ain't been funny since
the Six Man! ♪ ♪ And they used to say
we looked alike ♪ ♪ But you look like me
if I was 60 and on the pipe ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) ♪ Ah, a one hitter quitter ♪ ♪ Ya outfit look like you fell
in stripper glitter ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) >>: Okay. ♪ Look, look ♪ ♪ Marlon in the house ♪ ♪ But you know it's a bummer ♪ ♪ We all know Shawn's
the most talented brother ♪ ♪ So in this battle ♪ ♪ It's one thing I gotta say
to you ♪ ♪ You played a white chick ♪ ♪ And now a white chick's
playing you! ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ ♪ I'm a say it like this ♪ ♪ Without no frustration ♪ ♪ You look like you fell
in some damn menstruation ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) (DJ D-Wrek) That's nasty! >>: Come here B Simone. ♪ Respect us or get merc'd ♪ ♪ I don't know
if I should kiss you ♪ ♪ Or play Checkers
with your shirt ♪ ♪ You got a nice shape
in the waist ♪ ♪ But besides D-Wrek
did to Nick ♪ ♪ Nobody wants your cake
in their face ♪ (laughing)
(bell ring) >>: Clips. ♪ Why you acting like
you don't really wanna score ♪ ♪ Don't act like your fat ass ♪ ♪ wasn't just eating
that cake off the floor ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Hey yo Clips! I got something to say
to you too, yo. ♪ Yo, Charlie Clips ♪ ♪ I'm 'bout to handle you ♪ ♪ Ya up here shaped ♪ ♪ Like pizza spatula ♪ ♪ Come on bro ♪ ♪ Nick shoulda been
the one to tell you this ♪ ♪ Without a (bleep) Cannon, ♪ ♪ the Clips is (bleep)
irrelevant ♪ (cheering) >>: Ooh, that was a blind. Go for it. ♪ You were sleeping Nick house ♪ ♪ Then he woke up ♪ ♪ Mariah complains ♪ ♪ That you the reason
that they broke up ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Yeah, that's why nobody
wanna love ya ♪ ♪ Besides the crowd, ♪ ♪ They don't know
you Nick little brother ♪ ♪ Oh yeah, I'm a tell
these haters one time ♪ ♪ It was with the band ♪ ♪ Showing Nick how to work ♪ ♪ When you wasn't drumline ♪ ♪ And let's talk about
your pants ♪ ♪ Looking skinny ♪ ♪ Don't make me roll up on you ♪ ♪ With a semi ♪ ♪ If this is South Park ♪ ♪ I'm 'bout to kill
your whole squad ♪ ♪ Like they Kenny ♪ (cheering)
(jeering) (bell dings) (DJ D-Wrek) Hold on! Hold on! Hold on Clips! >>: That's my brother man! >>: Jesus Christ, wait a minute. That's his relative. >>: I'm a have to explain
that to my daddy! (laughing)
Calm down! >>: Hey DJ D-Wrek, cut the beat. (epic winning buzzer) Bobb'e, you know
I don't give a damn. You be all on Instagram. Marlon, you shoulda
used him instead when you made that movie
Little Man. (laughing)
>>: All right Con, you my dog, I don't hate you, but I don't think Nick told you, that I'm the one here
to replace you. (jeering) (bell dings) >>: Yeah, why not. This episode 200, and you know I'm 'bout
to blow up. If Nick clicked his heels
together two times, Justina show up. (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Ooh! Ooh! He stepped all the way up, too. All right, all right. ♪ We know Soulja is a gangster ♪ ♪ We know Soulja from the hood ♪ ♪ But he really a nice guy ♪ ♪ He really all good ♪ ♪ He ain't never been
to prison ♪ ♪ He ain't never been a felon ♪ ♪ 'Cause when the police ask ♪ ♪ Soulja Boy tellin' ♪ ♪ Because if he ever go
to jail ♪ ♪ If he ever in a cell ♪ ♪ Them dudes in there'll
have Soulja Boy yellin' ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ Hell no, I knock
a (bleep) out ♪ ♪ I take big (bleep) to damn
(bleep) her on the couch ♪ >>: Damn!
♪ Real street (bleep) ♪ ♪ And you already know ♪ ♪ But your chain look fake
like some snow ♪ ♪ Big Drake gonna
knock a (bleep) down ♪ >>: Big Drake gon'?
♪ ATL (bleep) it is my town ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ Look, you a cool cat ♪ ♪ But he don't let
the two clap ♪ ♪ Michael Jackson called ♪ ♪ And he said he want
his shoes back ♪ ♪ I like the toastie ♪ ♪ You got a jersey
reppin' both sides ♪ ♪ 'Cause you big enough
to be on both teams ♪ ♪ What was that ♪ ♪ Hey yo, chill, dressed
like a lumberjack ♪ ♪ Precious called me ♪ ♪ She told me she want
her stomach back ♪ ♪ And you had a blow job ♪ ♪ I named the Drake
oh Destiny Child ♪ ♪ 'Cause I think it
need a Soulja ♪ ♪ Hold up ♪ ♪ Watch your mouth boy
or it'll get drastic ♪ ♪ With that Drake
oh I'm Drake, oh ♪ ♪ I come with a ratchet ♪ ♪ I ain't talking about a Visa
when I come with the plastic ♪ ♪ Disrespect Soulja and
you'll be inside of a casket ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: They rappin'. >>: That was so gangster,
let me get playin' and DC to the front. (DC) Oh my goodness. >>: Oh my goodness. Okay. ♪ Playin' we all know
you ratchet ♪ ♪ You look like Steph Curry
if he never made a basket ♪ ♪ DC, I don't mean
to be a hater ♪ ♪ but you look like Doug Funnie
if he grew up in the Gator ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ Okay, that's cool,
but this is critical ♪ ♪ Yo (bleep) is garbage ♪ ♪ 'cause yo outfit made out
of trash bag material ♪ (bell dings)
(laughing) (Justina) Okay. >>: It must be Thursday, I'm 'bout to take her ass
to the curb. ♪ DC ♪ >>: Come on Justina! ♪ Okay, DC ♪ ♪ Trash bag, yeah
I'll take that ♪ ♪ But you Soulja Boy
if he never made "Crank That" ♪ (bell dings) >>: Hey yo, DJ D-Wrek. >>: What up? >>: Cut the beat. (party horns ringing) >>: Hold on, hey Soulja, man. You said you was
in a crib like fire. Fire, fire, fire! Killed them with a big (bleep). Soulja Boy, the only thing
you ever killed in your life was hip hop. (gasping)
(bell dings) (DC) Uh oh. >>: Conceited, you dissing
Soulja Boy's music, you think that'll fold? "Crank That" went platinum,
how many albums have you sold? (cheering) (bell dings) >>: D-Wrek! ♪ Clap your hands, y'all ♪ ♪ Clap your hands, y'all ♪ ♪ Yo, for 20 years,
I've been stacking figures ♪ ♪ You's a crazy rich Asian,
I'm a crazy rich (bleep) ♪ ♪ Big pimping spinning cheese ♪ ♪ Big pimping but here
the thieves and ♪ ♪ Big pimping to
the West Indies ♪ ♪ And I would bang yo mom,
but me no speak Chinese ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ Last night your girl
had dinner at my house ♪ ♪ I put my pork in her bun, ♪ ♪ Beat them eggs
and rolled out ♪ (laughing) >>: Beat them eggs
and rolled out. That's a bar. That's a bar.
♪ Yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ Yeah, yeah ♪ >>: Tariq!
♪ Yeah, yeah ♪ >>: Get yo big ass up here. ♪ Listen, what I'm 'bout
to say to you ♪ ♪ I'm not playing ♪ ♪ How you gon' ditch
your real daddy ♪ ♪ And start hanging with Kanan ♪ ♪ Listen, I should
beat your ass ♪ ♪ You're the cast member
that I wish ♪ ♪ They got rid of the cast,
I'm mad ♪ (laughing) ♪ It's true ♪ ♪ The most hated people in
the hood is Donald Trump ♪ ♪ And then you ♪ (laughing)
>>: Oh my God. ♪ You say you a street (bleep) ♪ ♪ But that's not the fact ♪ ♪ I'm in the streets
more than you ♪ ♪ I'm just a actor ♪ (Screaming) ♪ Hey, this is a show
and I can be your friend ♪ ♪ But I'm a knock your ass out
if you touch me again ♪ (cheering) (Screaming)
(laughing) ♪ Y'all think y'all gon' win ♪ ♪ How you figure ♪ ♪ I know all o' y'all ♪ ♪ But who the (bleep)
is this (bleep) ♪ (Justine) Hey, (mumbles)
watch your mouth. >>: Yo!
>>: Y'all know this (bleep)? >>: Yo!
>>: He look like you! ♪ This (bleep) is this height,
the girls is like nah ♪ ♪ I'm tall, dark and handsome ♪ ♪ Bitch, I look like God ♪ (cheering)
>>: All right. I'm a hit what you look like,
hold on. No, stop, stop. ♪ What you need
to do is pause, stop ♪ ♪ Take your hat off (bleep) ♪ ♪ You look like Travis knock ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Whoa, whoa ♪ ♪ I guess, he thought,
he killed it but he look like ♪ ♪ Whatchu talking bout Willis ♪ (cheering) >>: Bobb'e! Bobb'e, check this out. ♪ Whoever he is, I don't care ♪ ♪ This (bleep) built like
he play for the Chicago Bears ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Hey yo, DJ D-Wrek. >>: What up?
(cheering) >>: Cut the beat. (party horns ringing) >>: I should let you go
first though. What, can I go first? >>: White privilege, go ahead. (laughing) >>: If you diss my team,
I'll diss your team 'cause in this battle
you're losing. Charlie Clips has more chins
than his family reunions. (gasping) >>: All right. Charron, that's crazy. I don't know why you always
trying to pop on us, but we can never enjoy
our family reunion 'cause you and your people call
the cops on us. (cheering)
(bell dinging) (party horns ringing) ♪ Bring 'em out, bring 'em out ♪ ♪ I can't believe your wife
let you out the house ♪ ♪ I just got a text ♪ ♪ You can't even rhyme
because Alicia said ♪ ♪ It's go home time ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) (DC) That was a good one, Nick. ♪ Nick Cannon coming
with Nicki Minaj flow, ♪ ♪ Look at his feet,
he got Nicki Minaj glow ♪ ♪ Come and dance
and you go up in slow pro ♪ ♪ Man, don't suck
(bleep) in slow-mo. ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) (DC) Okay, Swizzy. >>: Kash! ♪ You thinking that you hot, ♪ ♪ I'ma tell you hardly ♪ ♪ You'll never be Nicki,
Kim or Cardi ♪ ♪ Speaking of rappers,
lemme bring it back, ♪ ♪ You look like Remy Ma
if she started smoking crack ♪ (cheering) >>: Okay!
(bell dings) Okay, that's enough. >>: Wait.
>>: Hey, hey, hold up. ♪ Say something else about
Kash Doll, ♪ ♪ I'm getting ignorant ♪ ♪ I wanna announce that
Kash Doll got me pregnant ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: She got hits.
♪ Yo ♪ ♪ I'm the best at it,
I sound clever, don't I ♪ ♪ The red scream wack, ♪ ♪ That's for whoever want it ♪ ♪ Look, I hire your friend ♪ ♪ I stay (bleep) ♪ ♪ Karlous, better get back 'fore
he get fired again ♪ ♪ Look, DC ♪ ♪ You got a damn jar head ♪ ♪ And little Bobb'e still sleep
in a car bed ♪ ♪ I tell you and the roots
you lack ♪ ♪ If you take your panties off ♪ ♪ I bet it smell
like juicy crab ♪ ♪ Look ♪
(cheering) >>: Listen. Listen. Listen. Listen. Hey, Hitman, Hitman, come back. Come back, my friend. Now, come on, Hit. ♪ Now by now, you should know
better than to mess with me ♪ ♪ Your teeth bigger than your
music career can ever be ♪ (bell dings) >>: Yeah, you said
something about me, too. ♪ You ain't a real gangster,
I don't care what you say say ♪ ♪ You don't fight people ♪ ♪ I saw you doing the nae nae ♪ (laughing) >>: Hey, look,
this how we finna do it. Look.
Eminem's talking. Come on, look. ♪ Now everybody in the 404 ♪ ♪ Put your (bleep) hands up
and scream some more ♪ ♪ Now everybody in the 404 ♪ ♪ Put your mother (bleep)
hands up ♪ ♪ Listen, notice how
the red team is standing tough ♪ ♪ But also know how none of them
put their hands up ♪ ♪ Matter of fact,
DJ D-Wrek gon' acapella, ♪ ♪ Lemme finish on
these good fellas ♪ (cheering) See DC, I did my research. It took you a bunch
of Vine videos, just to get on this show. It took me one. We all know that was
the (bleep) challenge. So, if we're talking God-given, that's like comparing a dog
to a (bleep) talent. (gasping) >>: That's crazy. And that (bleep) right
there is not true. That's why yo ass gotta be
somebody else on every show cause these mother (bleep)
don't know you. (cheering)
>>: Okay, hold on. Hold on! Hold on. (bell dinging) Hold on, DJ D-Wrek. Hold on. Hold on, hold on. >>: Give him one more. >>: Hold on.
>>: Give him one more. >>: It's funny DC, I already knew
what you was about to say. I'm only on the show 'cause I can sing,
dance and impersonate. >>: Okay.
>>: But hold on. The ironic thing is, I actually do a good impression
of dude. But even when I'm doing
an impression of you, your baby momma knows
I'm the better version of you. (gasping)
(bell dings) >>: All right. That's cool, but it's time
for me to pass the class. And since you wanna
be Eminem so bad, it was me, your girl, and two other (bleep)
at four in the morning. Now that's what I call
a Shady Aftermath. (cheering)
(bell dings) (party horns ringing) ♪ Yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ Yeah, I gotta testify ♪ ♪ Come up on my show ♪ ♪ I'm looking extra fly ♪ ♪ You was with Kanye
on "Touch the Sky" ♪ ♪ But he traded you for Trump ♪ ♪ Now you extra dry ♪ (gasping) (bell dings) ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ I gotta funny feeling
that was pre-written ♪ ♪ But this right here ♪ ♪ I be taking it free ♪ ♪ I'm Kaepernick with a cape ♪ ♪ You should take this from me ♪ ♪ Every time you
in my presence ♪ ♪ You should be taking a knee ♪ (cheering) ♪ Taking a knee ♪ ♪ I would never bow down
to another man ♪ ♪ You got on your knees
in front of TV ♪ ♪ The land don't wanna hear it ♪ ♪ Lupe Fiasco, you a rascal ♪ ♪ Coming off the top ♪ ♪ I'm hot like tabasco ♪ ♪ You don't wanna see me,
you don't wanna be me ♪ ♪ I been doing this (bleep) ♪ ♪ I'm like a genie ♪ ♪ Grant you three wishes
with more ♪ >>: Hold on, hold on, hold on.
>>: You know I'm just saying. I'm just saying. I'll do this, I'll do it. >>: Hold on, hold on, hold on. ♪ That was awful ♪ ♪ That was mother (bleep)
awful ♪ ♪ It sounded real fresh, ♪ ♪ but it wasn't really
thoughtful ♪ ♪ You a genie, you belong
in a brothel ♪ ♪ Why all the young (bleep)
all built like bottles ♪ ♪ Water bottles,
not Coca Cola either ♪ ♪ It seems like you've been
smoking on some reefer ♪ >>: Facts.
♪ This jacket is kinda fake ♪ ♪ Louis Vuitton
never made those ♪ ♪ What's the breaks? ♪
>>: They're custom. (buzzer blares)
♪ Custom don't matter ♪ ♪ You look like a package
of hot dogs on crack ♪ ♪ You look like something
I'm gon' smack ♪ ♪ Well, I thought that
I saw you on smack ♪ ♪ Everything you ever said
was mother (bleep) whack ♪ ♪ You really wish that you
was mother (bleep) black ♪ ♪ And you really wish that
you was mother (bleep) fat ♪ (cheering)
I ain't that crazy. What's up? ♪ You had a hit song
called kick and push ♪ ♪ Those were the days ♪ ♪ Now, you getting kicked
and pushed right off stage ♪ ♪ Hey yo Bobb'e, hey ol' sport ♪ ♪ I bet your momma
still make you ride ♪ ♪ In the buggy at Walmart ♪ ♪ Hold on, hold, hold on,
Hitman Holla ♪ ♪ Why don't you get
in the trunk ♪ ♪ It was called "Kick, Push" ♪ ♪ But now it's kick
and a punch ♪ (cheering) >>: Hey, Justina. Let's do it, Justina. (cheering) Okay. ♪ Your voice is gettin' deeper ♪ ♪ But it really don't matter ♪ ♪ But season after season ♪ ♪ Yo' ass is getting flatter ♪ (gasping) (buzzer blares) >>: 'Kay. ♪ Another flat ass joke ♪ ♪ Watch how I smash those ♪ ♪ I'd rather have a flat butt
than a loose ass (bleep) ♪ (cheering)
(Nick) Bars. Bars. >>: Hey yo, DJ D-Wrek. >>: Yo, what up? (speaking foreign language) >>: I don't know
what that means, but I... >>: Cut the beat.
>>: Yeah, yeah. >>: Conceited! Right here, front and center,
let's get it. (cheering) I can't believe it. You're shorter in life,
Conceited. When you're standing up
it look like Con seated Slow it down, I just missed you (gasping) (bell dings) >>: She went crazy,
she went crazy. >>: All right, but forget it. Mexican lady,
you get smashed heavy. That cooch is mad smelly The only reason you want Trump
to build those walls, is because you don't have any. (cheering)
(bell dinging) ♪ Yo, I'm lookin' ♪ ♪ I guess it's ladies night
and the feeling's right ♪ ♪ We got some queens in
the building and it's dynamite ♪ ♪ And you know, I don't need
a comb and I ain't got it ♪ ♪ But why the whole black squad
smell like haircare products ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Okay. ♪ Yeah, you do a lot of things
but you have no clue ♪ ♪ I got a whole damn family
that can out-hustle you ♪ >>: Facts.
(cheering) Facts, facts. >>: Yo, Conceited, come here. DJ D-Wrek, can you cut the beat? (cheering) King of the Wildstyle. You famous for saying,
"DJ, drop the beat." Well I know you think I'm gon'
say something gay like, "DC, come over here
and drop the meat." (bell dings)
But I ain't. Okay, okay, okay, I'm through. I'm through, I'm through. I'm through. 'Cause, Con. Justina said she (bleep) you, your (bleep) so small, and (bleep) I'm just gon'
walk right past you. (cheering) (buzzer blares) >>: Hey yo, Jason. I know you don't wanna play. Somebody had to tell
you this someday. (bleep) that booty
(bleep) was more packed than Cascades on a Sunday. (bell dings)
(cheering) (DC) Hold up, Con. ♪ I ain't 'gon lie, man ♪ ♪ With you up here
I don't know what I'ma do ♪ ♪ I bet when you fart ♪ ♪ Your booty (bleep) like ♪ ♪ Po ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) (DJ D-wreck spins record) >>: Y'all know y'all in trouble. >>: Come here, Swag. ♪ Okay, uh ♪ ♪ I'm like look ♪ ♪ Yvng Swag, you way to bummy ♪ ♪ Why you up here stunting ♪ ♪ In a Fashion Nova onesie ♪ ♪ And Mimi ♪
(bell dings) ♪ We know you can't rap ♪ ♪ You such a (bleep) ♪ ♪ Cause your whole life ♪ ♪ You been eating cat ♪ ♪ B Simone ♪
(buzzer buzzes) ♪ It's clear
I'm a true hustler ♪ ♪ You're the only (bleep)
I know ♪ ♪ That has to pay the customer ♪
(bell dings) ♪ Hitman, it's cool you fixed
your teeth an all, ♪ ♪ Now your teeth not tiny
but your (bleep) still small ♪ (bell dings)
(cheering) (DC) Hold up!
Stay right there! Cut that (bleep) off. (DJ D-Wrek cuts record) ♪ Hell naw, Justina ♪ ♪ You ain't finna go
at my team ♪ ♪ I can't believe you did this ♪ ♪ Your (bleep) like
the Underground Atlanta ♪ ♪ 'Cause everything down there ♪ ♪ Going out of business ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ Aye, well DC ♪ ♪ I'm the bomb, baby ♪ ♪ You need that spark ♪ ♪ Your botty (bleep) as wide ♪ ♪ As Piedmont Park ♪ (cheering)
(buzzer buzzes) ♪ Shoulda got some ass shots ♪ ♪ And I'ma knocked at the door ♪ ♪ Look at your nose (bleep) ♪
(laughing) ♪ It's not even yours ♪
(laughing) (bell dings) She only can breathe out
the left side Cause the doctor (bleep) up
on the right (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ DC, you don't
want that smoke ♪ ♪ Every day you doing aaahhhh ♪ ♪ 'Cause you ain't got no joke ♪
(bell dings) ♪ I do got a joke ♪ ♪ You just gotta listen ♪ ♪ You probably can't hear me ♪ ♪ 'Cause your voice
keep naaaahhhh ♪ (laughing)
(bell dinging) (horns ringing) ♪ Right out the frying pan
into the fire ♪ ♪ He the music biz
number one supplier ♪ ♪ Flyer than a piece
of paper baring his name ♪ ♪ I got the hottest bitch
in the game ♪ ♪ Wearing my chain ♪ >>: Oh! (bell dings) (DC) That one was crazy, Nick. You should've said that
on the album. (laughing) >>: 'Cause Jay-Z said it first. >>: I know.
♪ Look, Nick ♪ ♪ You sent me the chain ♪ ♪ But this the only one in your
stash that meant anything ♪ ♪ Everything that you had before
was wack as (bleep) ♪ ♪ So back it up ♪ ♪ Put it in the lacker truck ♪ >>: Oh!
♪ Yo ♪ ♪ He on the percs for this ♪
(bell dings) ♪ He throat my (bleep) like
a mother (bleep) work for this ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ Oh, this a family show ♪ ♪ My bad ♪ ♪ I gotta get back
to my family, yo ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: 'Gon do a whole
damn album up here. (applause) ♪ Look, I ain't hear music
from you in years ♪ ♪ T-Pain ♪ ♪ Well, your music
brought pain to my ears ♪ >>: Oh!
♪ I'm back ♪ ♪ And you better go
and warn your goons ♪ ♪ I heard you can't really sing
without the autotune ♪ (Audience) Oh!
(bell dings) (Nick) That's a lie. That's a lie. We just heard him.
♪ Okay first of all ♪ ♪ Let me get down to it ♪ ♪ I'ma get up in this bitch
and just do it ♪ ♪ I come up in this mother
(bleep) with the angles ♪ ♪ And I came up in this bitch
to it big like your cankles ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) (Sharone) Ayo, let me
get B. Simone quickly. ♪ B Simone's dirty ♪ ♪ All the folks
been (bleep) this ♪ ♪ I swiped you on Tinder
and my phone got a virus ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) >>: Hold on. Hold on, Wild 'N Out. ♪ Wild 'N Out, look at him ♪ ♪ I'm about to bury him ♪ ♪ I will never (bleep)
with you ♪ ♪ You look like a librarian ♪ (laughing) >>: Okay.
(buzzer buzzes) Okay, okay. ♪ I said yo ♪ ♪ Yo ♪ ♪ I was a librarian ♪ ♪ I did it in my past days ♪ ♪ Every time I open a book ♪ ♪ You're on the back page ♪ >>: Blah, blah, blah. He, he, hah.
(bell dings) He, he, hah. >>: Ayo, DJ D-Wrek. (cheering)
>>: Waddup? >>: Cut the beat. (DJ D-Wrek cuts record)
(horns ringing) >>: Come here, Justina. ♪ Ayo, Justina ♪ ♪ You being a freak,
we don't doubt that ♪ ♪ Going (bleep) on a bunch
of rappers ♪ ♪ I can vouch that ♪ ♪ It's to the point
Super Head called ♪ ♪ And she said she want
her mouth back ♪ >>: Oh! ♪ Well it's funny
you mention rappers ♪ ♪ 'Cause I really think
you got zero bars ♪ ♪ If having sex was like Uber ♪ ♪ I would rate that
(bleep) zero stars ♪ >>: Oh!
(bell dings) ♪ All right, Justina ♪ ♪ You be having a lot
of groupie in you ♪ ♪ I mean, dudes be smashing
through your liver ♪ ♪ In Atlanta,
they said your (bleep) ♪ ♪ Smell like
the Chattahoochee River ♪ (laughing)
(buzzer buzzes) (Justine) All right. ♪ You said my (bleep) smell like
the Chattahoochee River ♪ ♪ I bet the crowd think
I'm musty, y'all ♪ ♪ But I seen Conceited
buying (bleep) ♪ ♪ Out there
on Fulton Industrial ♪ (applause) (bell dinging) (horns ringing) ♪ Uh, World of Dance
you a judge ♪ ♪ I guess that's what counts ♪ ♪ But only dance you
should be doing ♪ ♪ Is the Bankhead Bounce ♪ (laughing) (bell dings)
♪ Bankhead Bounce ♪ (Ne-Yo) All right,
all right, all right. ♪ Listen ♪ ♪ I need you to understand ♪ ♪ That I can't be played ♪ ♪ And I will never fear a man ♪ ♪ Wearing grandma braids ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) (Nick) All right,
grandma braids? (Chico) Aye, Nick ♪ You was talking real slick ♪ ♪ But you don't get no pass ♪ ♪ His legs broke ♪ ♪ 'Cause he had to put
his foot in your ass ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪
(bell dings) ♪ And Charlie Clips,
I rap real quick ♪ ♪ You built that suit ♪ ♪ That they use
to train dogs with ♪ ♪ Okay ♪
(bell dings) ♪ It's going down ♪ ♪ Mope, you look like
a crackhead from the A-Town ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪
(bell dings) ♪ Stop that stuff ♪ ♪ You look like a crackhead ♪ ♪ Daddy off the bluff, whoa ♪ (bell dings) (Hitman) Come here, DC. ♪ Crackhead daddy
off the bluff ♪ ♪ Somebody ate my leftover
food in the back ♪ ♪ Yeah it's true ♪ ♪ But your skinny ass body,
I know it wasn't you ♪ ♪ Hold on, Hit ♪
(bell dings) ♪ That ain't it ♪ ♪ And judgin' by that body ♪ ♪ I bet you it was Clips ♪ (cheering) (bell dings) (Justina) Ne-Yo, I got something
for your fine ass. ♪ Okay ♪ ♪ If this was a race,
Ne-Yo, you would get last ♪ ♪ Your chick was
a Wild 'N Out girl ♪ ♪ So Nick smashed ♪ ♪ I'm back in here ♪ ♪ You could use the air time ♪ ♪ You haven't had a hit
since you had a hairline ♪ (Nick) Oh. (bell dings) (Yvng Swag) Aye, Los, hold up. Ayo. ♪ When I see your face
I think of the moon ♪ ♪ He the only one that eat
blunt guts with spoon ♪ (Yvng Swag laughs)
(buzzer buzzes) Boy, you eat blunt
guts with a spoon. (Karlous) Hold up. Aye.
Aye bruh, aye. ♪ What you said that was wack ♪ ♪ When you started rapping
I was like ♪ ♪ Who little sister is that ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) (applause)
♪ >>: Karlous. Come here, Karlous. Just one more time, boss. Boss, one more time.
>>: I don't know if you wanna do this, Mope. >>: Yeah, yeah, I do. I do, I do.
>>: He already angry! >>: I do. ♪ Should I say nothing less ♪ ♪ You only came back ♪ ♪ 'Cause you needed them
Wild 'N Out checks ♪ Let me just--
(buzzer buzzes) Let me just...
(laughing) (Bobb'e) Yo, look. ♪ You ain't 'gon keep coming
at my teammates, goddammit ♪ ♪ You look like, smell like,
and built like a mechanic ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) (applause) ♪ Cool ♪ ♪ Hold up, aha ♪ ♪ I'm 'gon get a switch ♪ ♪ You look like that
little monster ♪ ♪ Off of Lilo and Stitch ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) (DC makes Stitch noises) ♪ Hold up ♪ ♪ That was kind of funny,
I cracked a smile ♪ ♪ But if you take off your hat ♪ ♪ You look just
like Oscar Proud ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) (DC) All right. All right. (laughing) >>: It's Wizard Kelly, y'all! (DC) All right. ♪ Cool ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ I ain't 'gon bust a sweat ♪ ♪ Everybody went to rehab
on That's So Raven ♪ ♪ And (bleep) you next ♪ (laughing) Everybody went to rehab
off That's So Raven-- (buzzer buzzes)
♪ Okay ♪ >>: He was on that show.
♪ Okay ♪ ♪ Hold on ♪ ♪ You thought that was
'gon be the thing ♪ ♪ But in the face you look
like one them hyenas ♪ ♪ Off of Lion King ♪ (laughing)
(bell dinging) (horns ringing)
(cheering) ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ Came on the show
I'd like to say thanks ♪ ♪ Perez, you did way better
than Azalea Banks ♪ (laughing)
♪ And I know you like to rhyme ♪ ♪ But Lay Lay ain't it past
your little bed time ♪ ♪ Uh, don't get too sassy ♪
(bell dings) ♪ Everything we said
been nasty ♪ (laughing) ♪ What why you poppin'
your neck ♪ ♪ Don't make me
take off my belt ♪ ♪ For all that disrespect ♪ (bell dings) (DC) Oh!
That was a good one, Nick. That was great. She's a child. (laughing) ♪ Look ♪ ♪ Me and Lay, Lay
not for play, play ♪ ♪ We spray, spray ♪ ♪ Come exactly
where you stay stay ♪ ♪ Let me tell you ♪ ♪ Something 'bout yourself ♪
(bell dings) ♪ And this might hurt ♪ ♪ You up here
dressed looking like ♪ ♪ When the TV don't work ♪ ♪ Look ♪
(bell dings) ♪ I know you ain't talking
'bout me ♪ ♪ Boy, you make my fumes boil ♪ ♪ You the only rapper ♪ ♪ Dressed like aluminum foil ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ And I mean this ♪ ♪ You think you the (bleep) ♪ ♪ because you got
your teeth fixed ♪ ♪ You been smiling non-stop ♪ ♪ And (bleep) you ain't hot ♪ ♪ Like Justina ♪ ♪ Look at you ♪ (Justina) Huh? I'm like?
♪ You stank, boo ♪ (bell dings) ♪ I don't know
why he gave you a bell ♪ ♪ You in all red, boy ♪ ♪ 'Cause I'll send you to hell ♪ (Audience) Oh!
(bell dings) ♪ Matter fact, you need
to just switch ♪ ♪ You look like the dinosaur
from Lilo & Stitch ♪ ♪ Lay Lay ♪
(bell dings) ♪ Come here ♪ ♪ I'm 'gon keep it real ♪ ♪ You think you up here grown ♪ ♪ Until your little ass
start payin' some bills ♪ ♪ I'm talkin' light bill ♪
(bell dings) ♪ Gas ♪ ♪ That's 'gon kick your ass ♪ ♪ All right, okay, let's do it ♪ ♪ All y'all wack
like your outfit ♪ (cheering)
♪ I'm here making money ♪ ♪ Six to six ♪ ♪ I work for me ♪ ♪ Y'all work for Nick ♪ (cheering) (DJ D-Wrek cuts record) (applause) ♪ Uh, ladies ♪ ♪ I don't wanna do this ♪ ♪ But I gotta hit the rhymes
out new to this ♪ ♪ I'm true to this ♪ ♪ Till we there ♪ ♪ We 'gon do it
and have a little fun ♪ ♪ But which one of y'all got
the waist trainer on ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) >>: 'Cause one of y'all got it. One of y'all. One of y'all got it. ♪ You be blowing up my phone ♪ ♪ Sending me late night texts ♪ ♪ But I refuse to smash
(bleep) ♪ ♪ That be wearing barrettes ♪ >>: Oh! (bell dings) >>: Will you smash me? 'Cause I don't go
to barrets actually. (laughing) ♪ Aight ♪ ♪ All them bars ♪ ♪ Ma, you gotta stop ♪ ♪ I wouldn't smash you either ♪ ♪ 'Cause your ass might pop ♪ >>: Oh! (applause) (bell dings) (Hitman) Come here, Cortez. ♪ Yo, you messin' with Holla ♪ ♪ You better back down ♪ ♪ Better ask around ♪ ♪ You'll get smack down ♪ ♪ It's a hassle ♪ ♪ Oh, I remember you ♪ ♪ You was in the movie
The Little Rascals ♪ How's Alfalfa?
(bell dings) ♪ Look, look, okay ♪ ♪ He went and got new teeth
all for the show ♪ ♪ But I googled him ♪ ♪ His net worth is zero ♪ (laughing) (bell dings)
♪ Okay, look ♪ ♪ Now I'm on a muddle ♪ ♪ I had the wrong movie ♪ ♪ This the rat from
Stuart Little ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) (Justina) DC, come here. Aye, if y'all didn't know,
this is Brooke Valentine. Make some noise
for her one time. I'm Justina Valentine, okay? (Nick) Okay. ♪ It's Brooke and Justina
y'all are just passengers ♪ ♪ We come through,
it's Valentine's Day Massacre ♪ ♪ DC, why you screaming
thug life ♪ ♪ You look like the main
character from A Bug's Life ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) (DJ D-Wrek laughs) >>: Aight. >>: An ant. ♪ Now look, cool ♪ ♪ I'ma gonna need my respect ♪ ♪ Look, this ain't got nothing
to do with you ♪ ♪ 'Cause you need to get your
damn relationship in check ♪ ♪ So listen ♪
(bell dings) ♪ Listen, white girl,
why you coming to me ♪ ♪ I'ma tell you right now ♪ ♪ Your ass is ugly from head
to your feet ♪ ♪ Here we go ♪ ♪ DC ♪
(bell dings) (DC) Yeah.
♪ The truth is ♪ ♪ I think that you a bitch ♪ ♪ Atlanta, don't he look
like the alien ♪ ♪ From Lilo & Stitch ♪ ♪ I'm up here ♪
(bell dings) ♪ And one more thing ♪ ♪ 'Cause of Nick
I'm gettin' bread ♪ ♪ And you look just
like a farmer ♪ ♪ 'Cause you only deal
with chicken heads ♪ (laughing) ♪ Listen ♪
(bell dings) ♪ What you talking ♪ ♪ You need to take that back ♪ ♪ 'Cause your ass look like
a Hannah Montana ♪ ♪ If she's on crack ♪ ♪ Listen ♪ (bell dings) ♪ Where your daddy at ♪ (laughing)
♪ Hey, where your daddy at ♪ (Justina) Uh-huh!
(bell dinging) (horns ringing) (cheering)
(Nick) I got it. ♪ I stay drippin' like water ♪ ♪ Uh, black squad 'bout
to get slaughtered ♪ ♪ Red squad, this ain't
what you ordered ♪ ♪ Matter fact,
you are like a border ♪ ♪ I'm 'bout to cross
you back to Canada ♪ ♪ You get deported ♪ ♪ You don't got the stamina ♪ ♪ I'm 'bout to tell you, bruh ♪ ♪ What you smiling 'bout ♪ ♪ Everybody know
I owns Wild 'N Out ♪ ♪ Aye ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ Yo, I like the swag ♪ ♪ Nick been swaggin ♪ ♪ But where the (bleep)
the turban ♪ ♪ Nick Bin Laden ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) (Justina) Uh-huh. Okay. Tory Lanez, step up, baby.
>>: Wassup, wassup? ♪ Uh, yo ♪ ♪ T, look, look ♪ ♪ I met a lot of legends ♪ ♪ Something you'll never be ♪ ♪ And like your album ♪ ♪ Soon you'll be a memory ♪ ♪ You stay on Drake's (bleep) ♪ ♪ But he never mentions you ♪ ♪ You like Adonis ♪ ♪ A kid he don't
pay attention to ♪ >>: Oh! (bell dings) >>: Ayo.
>>: That is mean. Drake takes care of his kid. I seen 'em.
♪ Ayo ♪ ♪ Ayo ♪ ♪ You real cute, but I hit you
with the serious mug ♪ ♪ This the wrong red ♪ ♪ This (bleep) look
like period blood ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Ain't nothing to think about ♪ ♪ They said you stole
Drake flow ♪ ♪ My (bleep) why you ain't steal
his bank account ♪ ♪ Running 'round talking about
you let off three shots ♪ ♪ Ladies and gentlemen
let's give it up for Three-pac ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ You won't get PMS ♪ ♪ Up here looking like
the old DMX ♪ ♪ You're slipping,
you're falling, ♪ ♪ you can't get up ♪ ♪ Your jeans on your knees
you got your pants ripped up ♪ (bell dings)
(laughing) ♪ You rapping but this (bleep)
is real funny ♪ ♪ We are both rappers
but I actually make money ♪ (cheering) (bell dings) (DC) Come on Tory. Now look. ♪ Listen Tory, you know
don't let the semi spark ♪ ♪ You're doctor fixed
your hairline but guess what ♪ ♪ He forgot the middle part,
stupid ass boy ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ We on Wild N' Out
so I'm about to Wild at ♪ ♪ Chris Tucker called ♪ ♪ He said he want his voice
and his style back ♪ (bell dings) >>: DJ D-Wreck >>: Yo what up? >>: Cut the beat. (cheering)
(party horns ringing) ♪ Nick, you know it's a battle
every time you and I spittin' ♪ ♪ I think you wear a turban
when you in the studio ♪ ♪ 'cause it's
a suicide mission ♪ >>: Oh. (buzzer rings) ♪ But just for that, for you ♪ ♪ I'll buy one song
for the hell of it ♪ ♪ We know your record
is irrelevant ♪ ♪ It's kind of like
your album is a virgin ♪ ♪ By the way, it didn't
even sell a bit ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ Always talking
about the music ♪ ♪ (bleep) this is season 13 ♪ ♪ Is that your best ♪ ♪ Don't make me have
to check your little ass ♪ ♪ Like I did Kanye West ♪ (cheering) (bell ringing) ♪ G Herbo ♪ ♪ Got me little worried ♪ ♪ I'ma let you know
I ain't scared, G ♪ ♪ Look a little thick since
ya got married ♪ ♪ I'm just saying (bleep)
I ain't tryin' do that ♪ ♪ I see him thinkin'
bout some rhymes ♪ ♪ Now I know he gon' snap ♪ ♪ G Herbo's my guy
so I'm a just stop and say bye ♪ Alright...
(buzzer) ♪ >>: I rock with you man. Look like y'all getting a lot of
money over here man. ♪ Nick, look like you passed out
Rollies to the whole set ♪ ♪ Look like
Wild 'N Out blessed ♪ ♪ But did you get it
from the show ♪ ♪ Or you and Mariah
child support check ♪ (laughing) >>: Both, both, both!
(bell dings) (G Herbo) All right yeah
I want you too, matter of fact. (Chico) All right, go 'head. ♪ You played with me earlier
hope you had some fun ♪ ♪ But you look like
a Wild 'N Out Muslim Milk Dud ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) ♪ You know how the game go, ♪ ♪ I'm a rap like
my name G Herbo ♪ ♪ Yeah, you already know
I did, jeans little ♪ ♪ but my shoes big ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Aye, aye, look ♪ I think it's funny
you made music DC ♪ ♪ I also think it's pretty funny
no one buys ya CDs ♪ ♪ When it comes to your career
you should just give it up ♪ ♪ 'Cause ya music worse
than Justina ♪ ♪ and Justina music sucks ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Hold up
why you sound like so ♪ ♪ Boy you sound like
a bzz mosquito ♪ >>: I don't know what the hell
that (bleep) was saying all I heard was bzz what he say? Say bzz (laughing)
(bell dings) (Chico) Hold up ♪ D.C you, my guy but I still
gotta bark at you ♪ ♪ Dressed like some
leftover barbecue ♪ ♪ Barbecue, please don't lie ♪ ♪ Your hair look
like curly fries ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ That's true, but I still
look better than you ♪ ♪ Lil teeth and (bleep) ♪ ♪ big feet and (bleep) ♪ ♪ Don't want smoke, (bleep) ♪ ♪ You the joke, oh (bleep) ♪ (bell dings) ♪ I got one that's colder ♪ ♪ You have big ass shoulders ♪ (bell dings) (laughing) ♪ You said you like
the way I was flowin' ♪ ♪ Too real, you know
I ain't fake ♪ ♪ I'm a take this time
on the mic to say ♪ ♪ Eva is doing great ♪ (laughing) ♪ You talking that,
but you know ♪ ♪ that you cannot push me ♪ ♪ You been kickin'
it to Eva all show ♪ ♪ But you will never
get that (bleep) ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) (air horn blaring) ♪ You know we don't play that ♪ ♪ You need to take
that outfit off, ASAP ♪ (cheering) ♪ 'Cause that (bleep)
is too tight ♪ ♪ We the Red Squad,
we lit tonight ♪ ♪ Check out your arms folded ♪ ♪ like you over there holding ♪ ♪ But you know I'm like
the PlayStation ♪ ♪ I'm controlling ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ But you want to keep gunning ♪ ♪ ASAP Ferg, come on (bleep) ♪ ♪ Let me hear you run it ♪ (cheering) ♪ Oh, oh, you want
to hear me run it ♪ ♪ You coming through a leg up ♪ ♪ Like you straight
outta Compton ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ But you looking like Eazy-E ♪ ♪ But you trying to be me ♪ ♪ F-E-R-G, be ♪ (Nick) Oo, okay!
(cheering) ♪ In your fake-ass ice ♪ (Nick) Oh, fake? ♪ You probably wore
that twice, never that ♪ (laughing) ♪ Man, you straight soft ♪ ♪ With your Versace on ♪ ♪ Get your lady, homes ♪ ♪ Alright, man! ♪ (bell dings) ♪ ♪ Come the drama about those ♪ ♪ With that overbite you got ♪ ♪ I bet you can spit
with your mouth closed ♪ (bell dings)
(laughing) ♪ You'll probably
take the night off ♪ ♪ With those big teeth,
you (bleep) your girl (bleep) ♪ ♪ And bite it off ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) (Emmanuel) Stupid, boy. >>: Hey, let me get Justina
quickly, right here. White on white crime, I love it. ♪ Every rappers been
(bleep) the Queen MC ♪ ♪ You got a tat on your ass
that says B-E-T ♪ ♪ Incredible Chain,
he smashed for free ♪ ♪ Last time you queef'd ♪ ♪ You popped out
a Nick Cannon CD ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: But that counted as a sale.
(laughing) Okay.
>>: Facts. ♪ Talking 'bout queefing ♪ ♪ Don't tell me (bleep) ♪ ♪ 'Cause every time you burp ♪ ♪ It smells like (bleep) ♪ ♪ And DC, how you dress ♪ ♪ I don't (bleep) with that ♪ ♪ Only thots be wearing
the bucket hats ♪ (laughing) (buzzer rings) I just want to bait him in. (laughing) ♪ Aw (bleep),
on my (bleep) list ♪ ♪ Put my (bleep) on you ♪ ♪ 'Cause you're dressed
like a picnic ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) (DC screaming) (laughing) ♪ Dressed like a picnic ♪ ♪ Do that dance ♪ ♪ But DC, you're shaped
like a garden ant ♪ ♪ With your little hands ♪ ♪ And your little feet ♪ ♪ And all you say is (screams) ♪ ♪ When you rap to the beat ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ That's what you heard ♪ ♪ Look y'all,
its an albino bird ♪ (cheering)
(bell dinging) ♪ I ain't seen you since
the photo shoot ♪ ♪ I had you all flustered ♪ ♪ 'cause you know
I'm the truth ♪ ♪ And when it comes
to these bars ♪ ♪ I'm ill in the booth ♪ ♪ Give me a real shot ♪ ♪ I'll show you
what this cannon 'll do, yeah ♪ ♪ Nah,
'cause I'm a real shooter ♪ ♪ Don't make me hunt you
and catch another Cougar ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) (cheering) ♪ Photo shoot together ♪ ♪ he was nervous, I swear,
either that ♪ ♪ Or it must have been
really cold in there ♪ (shouting)
(bell dings) (cheering) ♪ She that I was little
like that was a flaw ♪ ♪ I'm a tell you like this ♪ ♪ I didn't even
want them draws ♪ ♪ Matter fact that probably
was a menopause ♪ (buzzer dings) ♪ He didn't want them draws ♪ ♪ But Silvia, I do ♪ (laughing) ♪ So, won't you come with
me after the show ♪ ♪ and let me bump on you ♪ ♪ Just ride my po-po,
yeah, ooh ♪ (cheering)
♪ (laughing) (cheering) ♪ ♪ yo, yo I'm like conceited
you gon' need some help ♪ ♪ You up here lookin'
like the Keebler's elf ♪ ♪ And DC, I walk
out talking it ♪ ♪ You look like
the praying mantis ♪ ♪ Dipped in some chocolate ♪ ♪ And Cynthia, why you buzzin' ♪ ♪ how you a housewife
and you can't even ♪ ♪ keep no husband. ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: I don't like
how you talked 'bout my team earlier. Let me see somethin',
you got next? ♪ Aight look, y'all think
they pretty but they not y'all ♪ ♪ But I'm still trying
to put a lot of ketchup ♪ ♪ And mustard on this hot dog ♪ (bell dings)
♪ I'm like, ♪ ♪ ketchup and mustard. ♪ ♪ Nah, with a yank yeah ♪ ♪ how do you going
to fit all that ♪ ♪ in that little pig
in a blanket ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: It's more of
a breakfast sausage (laughing) >>: Ay, yo, DJ Dwreck (DJ) Yo, what up? >>: Cut the beat (air horn blaring)
(cheering) ♪ Ay yo swag, you know
I get crazy forever ♪ ♪ You look like the donkey
and dragon ♪ ♪ from Shrek had
a baby together ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ You, Mimi I know, it'll smell
like plastic ♪ ♪ If I'm getting you moist ♪ ♪ Because your body is faker
than my job interview voice ♪ >>: All right conceited, that wasn't as fire
as you think. You think you're
the only grown man that I know that can shower
in a sink (bell dings) >>: And you saying, I was dipped
in some chocolate I'm a praying mantis dip
did some chocolate, okay. If you say so, you built
like a Twizzler, dipped in some Mayo. (laughing) (bell dinging) (air horn blaring) (cheering) ♪ Black, yeah,
I'm gonna tell you ♪ ♪ I'm a tell you like this ♪ ♪ Denzel, before you talkin'
foul and slick ♪ ♪ Why your hair lookin' like
a bunch of Rottweiler (bleep) ♪ >>: Whoa. (Emmanuel) I don't know
if their that big Nick (Denzel) Whoa. ♪ Second time on the show,
now I'm back in action ♪ ♪ Tell me why you look like
young Jermaine Jackson ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) ♪ Yo, yo, I heard
you had some joints ♪ ♪ But we never played it ♪ ♪ Your ass look like Offset
if he never made it ♪ ♪ They said you was the best, ♪ ♪ And no one was on top on 'em ♪ ♪ When they said Denzel
was dope. ♪ ♪ They meant Washington ♪ (cheering) (bell dings) >>: Yeah, yeah, yeah, that
Denzel wouldn't do this show ♪ Listen, Ms. Mam, you the type
to slit your wrist ♪ ♪ You look like Ariel
'cause the bottom half ♪ ♪ smell like fish ♪ ♪ You never want to talk
about me with deep dish ♪ ♪ And talkin' 'bout who the hell
you is tryna' diss ♪ ♪ Ms. Red flame in your hair ♪ ♪ Flamin' ass breath like ooh,
who's there ♪ ♪ God damn girl what the hell
you talkin' 'bout ♪ ♪ You better go to ATL,
you better walk it out ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Ah (bleep) Chico,
I wanna say I'm sorry for slappin' you earlier >>: Check it out.
>>: I didn't mean to. >>: Listen. ♪ Earlier you smacked
me in my face ♪ ♪ I ain't gon' lie
that kind of hurt me ♪ ♪ But since you Rick James ♪ ♪ I guess that makes me
Charlie Murphy ♪ (Screaming) (bell dings) (cheering) (DC) Bring your ass up here
Big Mac. Cool, that damn pack
is burnin' my nose ♪ Listen, yo ass is too big ♪ ♪ You need to quit ♪ ♪ I bet when you get
in your bed ♪ ♪ You gotta do it
just like this ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) (Big Mac) Okay, ah. ♪ I said DC that was cool ♪ ♪ But you don't
wanna battle me ♪ ♪ Especially 'cause you built
like that Tree ♪ ♪ On Guardians of the Galaxy ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Groot ass lookin ass (bleep) ♪ ♪ I said Groot ass
lookin (bleep) ♪ ♪ I said Groot ass
lookin' (bleep) ♪ (mumbles) ♪ I said Groot ass
lookin' (bleep) ♪ ♪ Keep dancing, groove ♪ ♪ Look at your titties move ♪ ♪ Keep dancing, keep groving ♪ ♪ What you want a smoothie ♪ ♪ I said okay, I regret ♪ ♪ Sometimes I got this weight ♪ ♪ But see you ♪ ♪ Your regret is in the middle
of your face ♪ ♪ Nah, chill,
that right there ain't it ♪ ♪ Soon as I got this tattoo ♪ ♪ Mother (bleep), I got rich ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) (cheering) (bell dinging) (air horn blaring) ♪ Yo Shiggy, Shiggy Shiggy,
can't you see ♪ ♪ Somehow your mouth got
too many damn teeth ♪ ♪ And I don't know
why you on this show ♪ ♪ Oh I forgot, Rick never
gave you your no ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ Hold on, wait a
minute hold on ♪ ♪ I said that was real cool ♪ ♪ Just give me a break ♪ ♪ Couldn't afford Drake ♪ ♪ So, you went and got Fake ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ This was aight man ♪ ♪ You played Drake so bad ♪ ♪ That if they kick you off
this show ♪ ♪ It was God's plan ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ I ain't chillin' with shorts ♪ ♪ How the hell this rubber
ducky body realer than yours ♪ ♪ Aye this a sad fact ♪ ♪ You dressed like
a checker board ♪ ♪ Is that why your ass flat ♪ (bell dings)
(laughing) >>: Hold on, aye yo hitman,
come back ♪ It's funny
he actin' all street ♪ ♪ But what real (bleep)
go and get fake teeth ♪ (Screaming)
(bell dings) >>: Drizzy, Champagne Poppy
in the mother (bleep) (laughing)
(MyVerse) Yo, J Silly come here real quick ♪ Aye hold on, I'm a show
how to do ya ♪ ♪ Look y'all, it's Simone
and Pumbaa ♪ (laughing) (buzzer rings) ♪ You say you always
with Cardi B ♪ ♪ But I know your ass gay
'cause you always on Cardi's D ♪ (buzzer rings) ♪ You said Timon and Pumbaa ♪ ♪ But you need to take
a shower ♪ ♪ Y'all heard of Salt-and-Pepa ♪ ♪ Well this brown sugar
and flour ♪ (laughing)
♪ Listen ♪ ♪ You know I got the new zoom ♪
(bell dings) ♪ You built like super Mario
before he eat a mushroom ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Wait a minute, hol' up ♪ ♪ Chico built like
an Xbox Controlla' ♪ ♪ I said wait a minute,
hol' up ♪ ♪ Chico built like
an Xbox Controlla' ♪ ♪ I said Chico before
Wild 'N Out ♪ ♪ we never heard of you ♪ ♪ Head so big, I know
all your cars are convertibles ♪ (laughing) (bell dings)
♪ Ha ha, you playin' ♪ ♪ When I look at you
I think that's so Raven look ♪ ♪ You so short it should be
a damn shame ♪ ♪ You built like
a little damn man ♪ ♪ And I already know,
I'm gonna explore the shore ♪ ♪ I bet you can walk up
under a closed door ♪ (Chico) Get the hell out of here ♪ Listen, he said when
you see me you think ♪ ♪ That's so Raven,
funny thing is ♪ ♪ That's still paying,
look I am here to stay ♪ ♪ I may be short but I ain't
shorter than your resume ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: (mumbles) tomorrow, okay. >>: Oh, get her, get her.
(audience oohs) >>: Let me talk
to her real quick. ♪ Debby, you still single
let's put it to an end ♪ ♪ Small pretty baby girl
I can be your boyfriend ♪ ♪ Shiggy... you, no. ♪
(buzzer sound) ♪ Look, all right, hold up ♪
>>: Shiggy said (bleep) ♪ Shiggy, you two uglies
not just one ♪ ♪ With a body like that you beat
nothing but my son (bleep) ♪ (cheering) (bell dings)
>>: Hold on, hey yo, DJ D-Wrek. (cheering) Cut the beat! (air horn blows) You probably be actin like,
him and Drake (mumbles) cousins. Only reason you be asking
"Kiki do you love me," 'cause we all
know Drake doesn't. (Audience oohs)
(bell dings) I mean you want his son, you should handle this
child the worst way. Only reason you were
in the video, because it was
"take your child to work day." (Audience oohs)
(bell dings) So chill son, runnin around,
claiming you know Drake, and he ain't send
you the money is real dumb. You've been on this
show for two hours, and you know this Drake
more than the real one. (cheering)
(bell dinging) (air horn blows) >>: DJ D-Wrek, drop the beat. ♪ ♪ Uh, uh, ooh, okay, I got it ♪ ♪ Aight he got the mic
and everything, aight. ♪ ♪ Let's do this, man ♪
♪ All right let's do it ♪ ♪ I can't lose, bruh ♪ ♪ All right, here we go ♪ ♪ Uh, he black ya'll,
he black ya'll ♪ ♪ He blacker than black
the black black ya'll ♪ ♪ Nah, look I don't
even wanna tease ya ♪ ♪ Matter fact I'm
gonna cut you up ♪ ♪ I'm the Caesar,
so imma go there ♪ ♪ I wanna play this game,
I like'em thick and chocolate ♪ ♪ I'm tryna holla at your man ♪ >>: (laughs) Well, you know
I'm married, so... (bell dings) Uh, sorry, I'm sorry (laughs) ♪ Yo listen, I'm not a rapper ♪ ♪ Understand this,
Nick wants to be me ♪ ♪ Plus, all his tats
is lookin for free ♪ ♪ And I don't even know
how to rap, let's just get'em ♪ (laughing)
(buzzer sounds) ♪ Oh, this guy statin' facts ♪ ♪ All right, you ready?
Look, eh yo ♪ ♪ Chico, you know
that's not the object ♪ ♪ Look at them boots them
(mumbles) thousand roaches ♪ ♪ In the projects
killed one, it killed two ♪ ♪ Ey DC, that last
roach was you (laughs) ♪ (cheering) (bell dings)
>>: Hold up, hold up, hold up. ♪ Yo, they tried to attack ♪ ♪ Try to battle rap,
this is the picture before ♪ ♪ (bleep) and before that, aah ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Hey, Nick Cannon,
I get loose (bleep) up here ♪ ♪ When the Thanos moves
snap your finger ♪ ♪ I know you want this heel ♪
(bell dings) ♪ All right, now listen ♪ ♪ Now Chico,
that rhyme that you sang ♪ ♪ Listen, it ain't goin down ♪ ♪ If you jump in the pool with
that light jacket (bleep) ♪ ♪ You still gonna drown ♪ ♪ Okay ♪
(bell dings) (Mocking) Help, help!
(laughing) ♪ Justina, you and all your
family members come up here ♪ ♪ All your family members ♪ >>: He from the Midwest,
we're not related ♪ Yes, now Justina,
I'm tired of your ass ♪ ♪ Uh-Huh and it's
all under cover ♪ ♪ White people always tryna
take over black (bleep) ♪ ♪ You don't know when you got
your sister and your brother ♪ (bell dings) ♪ Ey yo, uh, listen,
I'm like DC ♪ ♪ You are not a threat,
you're like 45 pounds ♪ ♪ If you're soaking wet ♪ ♪ I seen you and how high
you didn't disappoint ♪ ♪ You was perfect
for that movie ♪ ♪ You built just
like a drawing ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Oh, okay, okay, all right ♪ ♪ I'm built like
a drawing, yup ♪ ♪ On (inaudible) your family,
all came from rehab ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ With the blast go
out of (inaudible) ♪ ♪ if I backhand you
with the bezel ♪ ♪ Ya'll are Hansel and Gretel ♪ (laughing)
(buzzer sounds) ♪ Back up ♪ ♪ Hey man, I'm sorry.
I forgot your name ♪ ♪ I mix it up,
'cause you all look the same ♪ (cheering) (multiple bell dings)
(air horn blows) >>: Whoa! That might've
been it right there ♪ Wait a minute,
now I don't usually do this ♪ ♪ But this case dismissed ♪ ♪ You racist bitch ♪ (cheering)
(multiple bell dings) ♪ Yo Davido, listen,
you're my brother, man ♪ ♪ We did this whole show,
we do it for the motherland ♪ ♪ But you know,
I'm the bomb like the Taliban ♪ ♪ Just ask your mom,
she wanna be Nick Cannon man ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ Next time you do a dis
make sure you make do ♪ ♪ (bleep) mother
(bleep) came at me ♪ ♪ With your mother
(bleep) fake shoes ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Great (bleep) >>: I thought so too. Big Mack, come here big Mack. ♪ Now listen, Big Mack, hee ♪ ♪ You ain't ever have
a six pack, hee ♪ ♪ One, two, three, four,
you got belly rolls ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Okay, I say DC,
you know I like the action ♪ ♪ And you look like a
undercooked Michael Blackston ♪ >>: I look like a cooked,
a what? ♪ Undercooked
Michael blackston ♪ ♪ You want some nacho, please ♪ ♪ Ey, with some broccoli, ey ♪ ♪ You wanna powder dream, ey ♪ (laughing)
♪ Hold up, I said ♪ ♪ I gon come through ♪ ♪ You know a damager ♪ ♪ Who the hell dressed you? ♪ ♪ Like a strip club manager ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Who look like a
strip club manager? What you laughin at,
little glass boy? (laughing) ♪ Ey yo Nick, look, you make
music for white people ♪ ♪ You ain't no black native ♪ ♪ N-B-C for you stands
for Never Been Creative ♪ (laughing) >>: Come here, listen.
(bell dings) >>: Move, let 'em see (mumbles) ♪ You new on this show,
nobody ever knew ya ♪ ♪ Matter of fact, y'all give it
up for Timon and Pumba ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ But you know, they ain't
gonna win, why bother? ♪ ♪ All I gotta say
is hakuna matata ♪ (laughing) (bell dings)
>>: That was good. Hey Nick. ♪ The rhymes I'm gonna bust,
let's hurry up and finish ♪ ♪ Before this white lady
call the police on us ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ Lyla, I thought we was cool ♪ ♪ Lyla, I'm actin a fool ♪ ♪ Lyla, imma take
you to school ♪ ♪ Tell the crowd how you really
like my bend and pump rule ♪ (audience oohs)
(bell dings) ♪ You're so cute Nick, DJ can
you cut the beat real quick ♪ (record scratches)
(cheering) >>: Conceited ain't even here. >>: So Nick, I've been a fan of
this show for quite some time. Mostly, 'cause of
this red-headed dime Who murders with these rhymes.
(cheering) I used to think that
you were so fine, until I turned on my TV
and I saw Drumline. (audience gasps)
(bell dings) I'm not done yet with you boy.
>>: Damn! >>: That was fire, yo hold up. But I really gotta know what
else you're known for lately, 'cause the only thing
I know you for is making Mariah Carey's babies. (audience gasps) (bell dings)
Tell me somethin, Nick. Did she even let you pitch? 'Cause from the internet's
point of view, you're just her little bitch. (bell dings)
(cheering) >>: Hold on, hold on. >>: You better talk
your (bleep), Nick. >>: That (bleep) surprised me! >>: I was like damn,
what the hell? But I ain't gonna let you
talk (bleep) about Drumline, 'cause we shot that in the ATM. (cheering) Hold up, hold up, now it's
time for me to switch lanes. 'Cause y'all know me, I ain't
the type to be without a roller. Ey, move, I ain't seen
ya'll in a long time. That little rascal
done grown up. (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ I got two pickles,
I got two pickles ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪
(laughing) >>: C'mon Maddie, c'mon Maddie.
>>: Uh-oh >>: Actually, ey listen,
Maddie Mayonnaise. I don't know
why you're battlin? Your ass is so flat
it makes Justina's look like Kim Kardashian. >>: Oh, hold on
(laughing) I got one thing to say.
(bell dings) Sharone, how come between us, I'm the one who's
more feminine? When did they come out
with an unflavored M&M? (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Ey, come on, okay. But even if you're the
last person on Earth, I still wouldn't tap that. This is what I look like with
the girl filter on Snapchat. (laughing)
(cheering) (bell dings)
(air horn blows) ♪ Look, look I don't
want no drama ♪ ♪ I just want peace ♪ ♪ Matter of fact,
ya'll do Beauty and the Beast ♪ ♪ Uh, but before you speak,
I don't know what's bigger ♪ ♪ (bleep) your music
or your teeth ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Okay, Nick! ♪ ♪ You know we're live on TV ♪ ♪ So I won't put the heat out ♪ ♪ But I'm gonna mother(bleep)
knock your teeth out ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Whoa, whoa whoa
I believe him. ♪ And then I'll take yours ♪ ♪ I went to the same
school that you went to ♪ (laughing) >>: I believe him ♪ Yo Nick,
you think you G-Unit ♪ ♪ I know you lyin ♪ ♪ Weren't for 50 cent,
my shooters would get Nick ♪ ♪ Or die tryin,
hey you need to stop this ♪ ♪ 'Cause you look like a
sexy flight attendant ♪ ♪ That spent the
day on the cockpit ♪ ♪ Yo what up, step
back (bleep) bitch ♪ ♪ Blah blah blah, (bleep)
outta here (bleep) ♪ ♪ (bleep) outta here ♪
(laughing) >>: Get me fat rip out (mumbles) ♪ Ey, what's up fat rip, yo? ♪ ♪ Check it, yo ♪ ♪ You have to lift your gut
just to check your balls ♪ ♪ Only thing higher than my
credit is your cholesterol ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Now listen squirt gun, Kelly,
you a real diva ♪ ♪ And with a red wig you'd
probably look like Justina ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) (makes weird noises) ♪ Yo DJ D-Wrek, cut the beat ♪ (record scratch)
(cheering) >>: Thank you. (mumbles) Walk your big ass over here.
(laughing) Only got one thing to
tell about you here. Men are not supposed
to have titties, but I see you got a couple pair. Eat a salad, that's something
I would double dare. (laughing) I bet when you sit down,
(bell dings) you would need double chairs. (laughing)
(bell dings) If you was a superhero,
the only thing you would save is food in a tupperware. (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Okay, okay, the fat jokes.
I'm overweight that's true, but you look like
Whoopi Goldberg if she didn't have The View. (audience gasps)
(bell dings) >>: Damn!
(cheering) Ey Big Mack, with this belly
you know you cannot go on. You cannot even fit a coat on. This is not what the big
timers meant when they said, Everybody get your roll on. (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Hold on, hold up, hold up. Let me talk to him,
let me talk to him Ey, Con, much like
your body weight, that (bleep) was light. Now I know why
they call him Con. 'Cause when he was born, God
must've cat-fished your height. (bell dings)
(audience gasps) >>: Come here, loser. Hold on. I think it's cause you got
all these grey hairs that's why this lad mad at me. I mean if your head was
a TV show it would be Grey's Anatomy.
(laughing) >>: Hey with that grey hair you
don't get an honorable mention. You're so ugly, Ayesha Curry
don't even want your attention. (cheering)
(bell dings) (air horn blows) ♪ Uh, Watts called and he
said he want his face back ♪ ♪ Hip-Hop pastor,
I'm about to bring mace back ♪ ♪ Yeah, lots of cash we
know that you make that ♪ ♪ But when they put the cereal
on the top shelf (bleep) ♪ ♪ Don't you hate that ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Talk your (bleep), Nick. >>: That's all I got,
that's all I got. >>: That's all I got. >>: Aww, he gonna do it, okay. (record noises)
He cut the beat, like Moses (laughing) >>: This flow from my soul,
it's not what you want. Try to mess with God's son,
all my people say. (cheering) Let's see, I'll pray for you. All through the night
I'll leave a terry, my soul's on fire
and it's heavy. Mariah couldn't even Carey. (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Don't let him do
ya like that, Nick. >>: Bring the beat back!
(cheering) ♪
>>: Charron, real quick. ♪ Charron, listen when
I rap on this stage ♪ ♪ You know I come out the dome ♪ ♪ You dressed like the bathroom,
man, at a funeral home ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Kung Fu Panda we throw
that out the world ♪ ♪ You got the same eyeballs
as a Powerpuff Girl, lookit ♪ (bell dings)
(cheering) ♪ Yo, yo, I'm like Mope, you
can never be better than me ♪ ♪ How you a drug dealer,
only carry regular weed ♪ ♪ And DC you don't want no smoke
(bell dings) ♪ ♪ How you got a pencil (bleep)
you can't write good jokes ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Damn, cut that (bleep) out,
cut that (beep out) (record scratches)
Hold up, hold up. Girl, don't be talkin' 'bout me. You already know
I get mo' bread. You weren't sayin'
that (bleep) last night 'bout this pencil (bleep) when it was drillin'
all on your forehead. (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Big Mack, I'm not
gonna lie to you. This is mad flubber. You only opened the bible just to read about
the last supper. (laughing) >>: You talkin' about all this? You lyin'. I'm kidding though. Why you came dressed
like Destiny's Child in the Survivor video? (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: 'Cause I'm a soldier
in the army of the Lord, amen. >>: And DC, everything you say, it tend to be a bore. With all that denim on you look like you goin'
to the Millennium tour. (laughing) (bell dings)
>>: Okay, okay, okay. Big Mack. If it ain't about
food, drinks, snacks, it ain't nothin'
you can teach us. I bet when you get out
your bed, your bed be like, "Ooh, thank you, Jesus." (bell dinging)
(cheering) (air horn blares) ♪ Danielle Herrington,
I see you starin', see ♪ ♪ All you up here,
don't be scared of me ♪ ♪ I can lay you down
like this was therapy ♪ ♪ Ma, I ain't gon' diss you ♪ ♪ I just wanna say,
Will you marry me? ♪ (laughing) I'll do it again.
I won't divorce this time. (buzzer alarms) ♪ Let's keep it G, Nick ♪ ♪ You really can't spit ♪ ♪ If you think you can rap,
then I must be thick ♪ ♪ I'ma keep it a buck ♪ ♪ You only brought
me on your show ♪ ♪ 'Cause you really
wanna (bleep) ♪ (cheering) (bell dings) (DC) Come here, Carter. Come here, Carter. I want ya'll to look at this,
look at this face. All right, hee hee. ♪ Now Carter ♪ ♪ Just chill ♪ ♪ Your girl know
I'm a rider, man ♪ ♪ But don't he look like ♪ ♪ The Green Goblin from
the movie Spiderman ♪ (bell dings)
(laughing) No, (bleep) don't
(bleep) with you. (laughing) ♪ Yo. I take your
girl's bubble ♪ ♪ You know the struggle ♪ ♪ You're wearing the same
shirt as my unemployed uncle ♪ (bell dings) ♪ And you know that
I came for you ♪ ♪ Your chain's so fake that
it probably came with glue ♪ ♪ Come here, Hitman ♪
(bell dings) ♪ I came for you ♪ ♪ And I'm still aimin' too ♪ ♪ Your teeth,
they're confusin' ♪ ♪ I don't like
what you're usin' ♪ ♪ Your teeth are so white ♪ ♪ That they probably went
to my family reunion ♪ (cheering) (bell dings) ♪ Come at me, don't bother ♪ ♪ Aye, yo, Nick ♪ ♪ Where the hell did you
find Eminem grandfather? ♪ ♪ Aye, yo, chill,
with the back on ♪ ♪ Aye, yo, Chico, you look
like a M&M with a hat on ♪ (bell dings)
♪ What you tryna say, girl ♪ >>: Let me talk to Hitman. >>: You wanna go? >>: Hitman, Hitman.
>>: Go, go, go. >>: Oh, my gosh. ♪ Your mustache looks
like a line of ants ♪ ♪ But I bet it's bigger than
the lion in your pants ♪ Hey!
(bell dings) Okay. Okay. Oh, yo. ♪ Your smile is wack ♪ ♪ Your teeth are
so fake and white ♪ ♪ They make me look black ♪ Hi!
(bell dings) >>: What is goin' on? >>: Yo. >>: These white people
are whoopin' our ass. What kinda reverse Jordan Peel
(bleep) is goin' on? ♪ You said my teeth so white
it make you look black ♪ ♪ Well, your ass so flat it
make Justina's look fat ♪ >>: Thank you.
(bell dings) >>: David, come here. Yo. Listen. >>: White people
are whoopin' our ass. ♪ Aye, yo, David, I can
tell that you seem mad ♪ ♪ You look like you only
three days outta rehab ♪ ♪ Man, DC, nah, I'm not hatin' ♪ ♪ But your shorts are so tight ♪ ♪ It's like your
balls suffocatin' ♪ ♪ And V ♪
(bell dings) ♪ I hit you with the one, two ♪ ♪ Call you pretty V 'cause
that V is pretty run through ♪ ♪ And Shuler got his shirt off ♪
(bell dings) ♪ 'Cause he don't have abs ♪ ♪ Why you dressed for the beach
when you already have crabs ♪ (cheering)
(bell dinging) (air horn blares) >>: White people. >>: I beat your ass. >>: (bleep) ♪ Aight, aight ♪ ♪ Yo, yo, yo ♪ ♪ Tre White, whole show
you bein' way light ♪ ♪ You ain't said nothin'
for the whole goddamn night ♪ ♪ Matter fact, when it comes
to rhymin', you trash ♪ ♪ I don't even think Blac Chyna
will let you smash ♪ (audience oohs) (bell dings) ♪ Aye, yo, Nick ♪ ♪ Aye, yo, Nick ♪ ♪ Aye, yo, Nick ♪ >>: What up? ♪ I really regret when
I heard your track ♪ ♪ I bought your CD, now
I want my damn quarter back ♪ (cheering) (bell dings) >>: Where do you
still buying CDs at? (bleep) 1999? >>: Mother (bleep)
(laughing) (Charron) Let me get
Justina right here. Yo, yo. Look. Aye. ♪ If we had sex,
you would fry my testicles ♪ ♪ You burnt more people
than the Fyre Festival ♪ ♪ You say you clean,
but really it's not true ♪ ♪ You didn't catch chlamydia,
chlamydia caught you ♪ (audience oohs)
(bell dings) >>: But not from you.
But not from you. (Charron) Yo, let me
get Watts too actually. You go first. You go first, man. ♪ Aye Charron, ain't no
way you try to act hard ♪ ♪ You dress like an
unemployed lifeguard ♪ (laughing) (bell dings)
>>: Okay, okay. Aye. Aye. ♪ You said I'm a lifeguard,
I must be a rookie ♪ ♪ 'Cause both of your sisters
had me drownin' in (bleep) ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ We all wild 'n out, so I guess
that's why you wild 'n ♪ ♪ That's why Gucci gon'
drop you from the label ♪ ♪ 'Fore he drop your album ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) (Asian Da Brat)
He gon' drop me? Okay. ♪ I'm a young ass bitch
and I'm only 22 ♪ ♪ I just signed $4 million,
(bleep) what about you ♪ >>: Hold on. Hold on.
>>: Okay. >>: All right.
(bell dings) >>: Million, in my bank account. >>: Listen. Hold on.
>>: Shout out, Gucci. ♪ You signed for a milli,
way to go ♪ ♪ Too bad I made that
(bleep) like 10 years ago ♪ (audience oohs) ♪ Bobby, why are you so angry? ♪ ♪ That's no way to
talk to a lady ♪ ♪ Ah, somebody need
to burp this baby ♪ (bell dings)
>>: No. No, more short jokes. ♪ Boy, you better stop it ♪ ♪ When you get home you gon'
take your shoulders off ♪ ♪ And hang 'em in the closet ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) (Justina) Chyna,
real quick, baby. ♪ Yo, yo ♪ ♪ Aye, yo, Chyna, you ain't
beat for this battlin' ♪ ♪ You wanna bag the least
famous Kardashian ♪ ♪ With all that plastic,
who's gon' smash ♪ ♪ Your body recyclable,
but your career is trash ♪ (audience oohs) >>: But you ain't go no ass.
(bell dings) (cheering) (bell dings) (Nick) Ya'll look like
ya'll want some more. ♪ Off the top it's too easy ♪ ♪ Please believe me ♪ ♪ If you Big Mario, who is he ♪ ♪ Little Luigi? ♪ (bell dings)
>>: You need a mushroom. You need a mushroom.
You need a mushroom. >>: All right. ♪ Nick, you put
me on your show ♪ ♪ And for that, I thank you ♪ ♪ But you are not for
to be talkin' (bleep) ♪ ♪ With some
malnutrition ankles ♪ >>: I'm not gonna have it. I'm not gonna (bleep) have it.
(bell dings) (Maddy) Let me get Clips. >>: Help her out, help her out. >>: I got it, I got
it, I got it, yeah. Okay, right? Here we go. ♪ Clips, you're walkin'
'round like you're the best ♪ ♪ Lookin' like DJ Khaled
without the success ♪ (audience oohs) >>: Okay. Hang on. Ready?
(bell dings) ♪ Khaled claims he doesn't
go down on ladies ♪ ♪ But I bet you'd eat me
if I was covered in gravy ♪ (cheering) (bell dings) >>: 'Cause he's fat. (chuckles) >>: Hold on, hold on. Yo. ♪ White girl,
you better look out ♪ ♪ And tell your mother to
stop callin' the cops ♪ ♪ On our cookouts ♪ >>: Oh! ♪ And understand that
the hate is valid ♪ ♪ And why the hell
do your people ♪ ♪ Put little razors
in potato salad ♪ >>: Okay!
(bell dings) >>: All right. Let me get
one more for Clips. One more for Clips.
>>: Get 'em. ♪ If you walk 10 steps, I don't
think you could go further ♪ ♪ Martin Luther King Jr.
bacon cheese burger ♪ (cheering) (bell dings) >>: She had a dream.
She had a dream. >>: (bleep) that beat.
We wanna hear this (bleep). Come here, Mario. Mario. Omar-ri-hee-oh. (bleep)
he's everything. Now listen here.
We face to face. Now, you gotta credit this. And I ain't gon' play with you, so I might as well say this. You are on the Millennium tour because that's the only way
you could remain relevant. (audience oohs)
Now. Listen. I'm sorry, ya'll! (bell dings) Ya'll know I ain't give a damn! I ain't got no feel! He told the whole black
team to dress in army pants and a bullet proof vest so they could save
his damn career. (cheering) (bell dings) >>: Aye, yo, hold on,
hold on, hold on, hold on. Aye, yo, DC, we gon' make a
toast to your career, son. Right? But I'm from B-more and I know a (bleep)
roach when I see one. (cheering) (bell dinging) (air horn blares) ♪ I've been starin'
at your beard, dog ♪ ♪ Man, yo, what's up with that ♪ ♪ How you come to this show ♪ ♪ Lookin' like a light
skinned lumberjack ♪ (cheering) (bell dings) ♪ Now listen up ♪ ♪ Listen ♪ ♪ Nick, I'm a vet ♪ ♪ Better yet, your OG ♪ ♪ You can talk the longevity
(bleep) with everybody but me ♪ (cheering) (bell dings) ♪ Yo, listen, listen ♪ ♪ Aye, yo, Vena,
you know you can't move me ♪ ♪ You look like one of
Ginuwine's left over groupies ♪ ♪ And Hitman,
you only gangsta for fun ♪ ♪ I bet you clean your teeth
more than you clean your guns ♪ ♪ And DC, your girl,
she might choke ♪ ♪ 'Cause Ginuwine had a hit
in all of them high notes ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Hold up. Come here.
Come here, Justine. Hey, cut that (bleep). Stop playin' with me. (cheering)
Come here, white girl. I Know you ain't
talkin' 'bout me. >>: Please don't start. Yo ass up here dressin'
like a disco ball in the trailer park. (laughing) (bell dings)
Come here, Ginuwine. >>: Bring that ass here, boy. (Both) Bring that
ass here, Ginuwine. >>: I know you ain't talkin'
'bout OG right here. Uh-uh. 'Cause we
don't play fair. How the hell yo ass 50,
but still got baby hair? (laughing)
(bell dings) Hell no, I ain't done. We're not gettin' done with him. OG gon' give me a raise. I'ma get a Porsche. I might (bleep) around
and take your (bleep), 'cause you got a pony
and I got a full blown horse. (cheering) (bell dinging) (air horn blares) ♪ Look, look ♪ ♪ Yo, the freestyle,
get off me ♪ ♪ I sell it softly ♪ ♪ You know I'm comin' up ♪ ♪ I like my coffee ♪ ♪ Black, lil' thick, too young
for this (bleep) Nick ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) ♪ Uh-huh, let me say ♪ ♪ Let me say ♪
♪ Aye ♪ ♪ You say you're rappin'
and cappin' a lot ♪ ♪ Ooh, you're not hot,
just get back in the pot ♪ ♪ Aye, what makes that
coffee the tip of the top ♪ ♪ Ooh, I'm a coffee,
I'ma drip, I'ma drop ♪ ♪ Aye, aye ♪ ♪ 'Cause I'm from
J-A, a real G ♪ ♪ You see pre can't beat me ♪ ♪ A kid, kid ♪ ♪ Nick Cannon can't pin me ♪ ♪ No beat, beat ♪ ♪ But my smile ♪ ♪ But my treat deep on TV ♪ ♪ Go easy, aye ♪ (bell dings)
(cheering) (Chico) Nick, Nick, Nick. ♪ Man, I know what you say ♪ ♪ Man, I know what you say ♪ ♪ Me not, not, not, not
know what you say ♪ ♪ Me say, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪ ♪ Nick Cannon nipple do show ♪ ♪ I say, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪ ♪ Considered him no more grow ♪ ♪ I say, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪ ♪ DC, him look real slow ♪ ♪ I say, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
(bell dings) ♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪ (DC) Okay. Come here. ♪ Don't do that ♪ ♪ You lie ♪ ♪ And ya'll knew that ♪ ♪ Listen, fe, fe, fe, fe ♪ ♪ This not your hair ♪ ♪ Ah, you thought you get me ♪ ♪ But it not go down ♪ ♪ The girl teach me how to
pull the lace front down ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) >>: All right, I'll
cut it for you. Aight, DJ D-Wrek. >>: Yo. >>: Cut the beat. (Man) We like this beat. (air horn blares) Man, I know this wild style,
but I ain't with the jokes all wanna play with things. Aye, yo, Nick, I'm really
lovin' this Jamaican scene. 'Cause I got two lazers,
red and green. It's gon' blend right in
with this Jamaican theme. I take his wife, all you
hear is a Jamaican scream, then I take his dad. If Nick trip, he gon' get exed
out like the Jamaican flag. (audience oohs)
(bell dings) You look like a teenage boy
that drive Jamaican cabs. (cheering) (bell dings)
I say wait a minute, they gon' see this shawty. Nick got on a see-through
shirt with an automatic, 'gon leave him with
a see-through body. (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Man, we was having fun, then you had to do
all that tough stuff. >>: You just come
murder everybody. >>: He did. But he still need to stop it, up here dressed like a Bop It. (laughing) >>: Pull it. (bell dings)
>>: Pull it. >>: Bop it. (screams) >>: Hold on, hold up, E-man. You up here doin' all that, boom, pow, phew. Nick, who does that? I thought there was
a Jamaican theme. You up here built like a Rugrat. (laughing) (bell dings) (Justina) Well, DC. We know you got girls,
but they only the slutty kind. That's why I never hit
you with the dutty wine. You know Justina V. I am no liar. You out here burning' (bleep) so they screamin', "Mo' fire." (audience oohs) Mo' fire.
(bell dings) >>: Mo' fire?
>>: Mo' fire. >>: Okay, all right. Please don't do this. Uh-uh, don't hurt me. The red on your pants,
that stands for herpes. Here we go. (chuckles) You don't wanna do this. Uh-uh. Snap. The black on your pants
mean your coochie got bumps. Here we go.
(laughing) Uh-oh!
(bell dings) You gotta stop. She already got on yellow. You know what that mean. Everybody can come in. (both) Hello! (laughing) (bell dinging) (air horn blows) ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ Yeah, you could
get with this ♪ ♪ Or you could get with that ♪ ♪ You should get with this ♪ ♪ 'cause this where it's at ♪ ♪ Dinah Jane, I know
you been callin' me ♪ ♪ I could be your soldier
like we in the Army, see ♪ ♪ And we could do
this yeah, probably ♪ ♪ Forget the fifth ♪ ♪ I'd give you this
10-inch harmony ♪ (cheering) (bell dings) ♪ You steppin' up to me ♪ ♪ Now don't even bother ♪ ♪ You haven't been
poppin' in these streets ♪ ♪ Since I was a toddler ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) >>: That's very mean. >>: Come here, Amber. Since you wanna be on this show. Let me show you what I do. ♪ Look, I'm with
the red team, shorty ♪ ♪ And this ain't
your thing, shorty ♪ ♪ You were a Wild n' Out girl
and it saddens ♪ ♪ 'cause the whole damn show ♪ ♪ You show you ain't
got no talent ♪ (bell dings)
>>: Come on, Amber. ♪ Yeah, DC ♪ ♪ I know you're a star ♪ ♪ But you're only 15 pounds ♪ ♪ I gotta walk you to the car ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: No, stay right there,
DC, wit' your ugly ass. The whole squad.
>>: Don't wanna do this. ♪ Look, you got on
red and green ♪ ♪ Lookin' like Christmas
that's a fact ♪ ♪ But those little
(bleep) a present ♪ ♪ We will never unwrap ♪ ♪ And DC, you know
I'm not your friend ♪ ♪ You got on camouflage ♪ ♪ 'cause with roaches,
you always gon' blend in ♪ (bell dings) >>: All right, all right. All right. ♪ Listen ♪ ♪ I hear ya ♪ ♪ Talkin' ♪ ♪ And you're talkin'
that stuff ♪ ♪ But you shouldn't a
wore a see-through dress ♪ ♪ 'cause bitch, I see your gut ♪ (buzzer blares)
(laughing) >>: All right, red squad. ♪ Yo, yo, look ♪ ♪ I got the harmony ♪ ♪ So I'm a need all the room ♪ ♪ If y'all sing, y'all gonna
need a lotta Auto-Tune ♪ ♪ One scrub, two scrub,
three scrub, four ♪ ♪ You lookin' like a janitor ♪ ♪ That's mopping up the floor ♪ ♪ Five scrub, six scrub,
seven scrub, eight ♪ ♪ Hitman never caught a body,
Con never caught a case ♪ ♪ I put you in your place ♪
(bell dings) ♪ Yeah, I'm talkin' all of you.
How we the girl squad ♪ ♪ And got more balls than you? ♪ ♪ Y'all are non-stars ♪
(bell dings) ♪ I single handedly damage
you with philanthropy ♪ ♪ Run and tell 'em I got bars ♪ ♪ Pretty boy, sissy boy,
tummy all cushy ♪ ♪ How y'all the boys
squad but still so pussy? ♪ (cheering) (bell dinging) ♪ Yo, Chainz say pretty
girls love trap music ♪ ♪ But pretty girls that
Nick Cannon how I do it ♪ ♪ Pretty girls all
in the audience ♪ ♪ Pretty girls all
on my balls again ♪ ♪ But not Justina
'cause she like a man ♪ ♪ Like "Juwanna Man" ♪ ♪ Oh, I got a plan ♪ ♪ She put her head back ♪ ♪ You don't wanna win ♪ ♪ 'cause I'm a tell
you like this ♪ ♪ Red squad again ♪
(bell dings) ♪ Red squad again,
what did you say? ♪ ♪ If you said
I'm like a man, Nick ♪ ♪ That makes you gay ♪ ♪ 'cause last night
I was in all your room ♪ ♪ And you were
screaming my name ♪ ♪ When you was all in my womb ♪ ♪ Yo, I was
screaming your name ♪ (bell dings)
♪ Because I was from behind it ♪ ♪ I was like ♪ ♪ Hey, Justina,
I can't find it ♪ (laughing) >>: It's little, but it's there.
(bell dings) >>: Justina and Big Mack. ♪ They call me Hitman
Hollywood Holla ♪ ♪ Baby I been a star ♪ ♪ Give you a seminar
in your rental car ♪ ♪ But Lord, I'm a
need forgiveness ♪ ♪ 'cause I bet these
keys open up everything ♪ ♪ Except Planet Fitness ♪ ♪ Crane with the tourney
in your dranny ♪ ♪ Justina got flames ♪
(bell dings) ♪ on her shirt 'cause she
burning in her panties ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Let me get, Charron.
>>: Do that. ♪ Yo, yo, yo ♪ ♪ I'm like Charron,
you could never hit that ♪ ♪ Your (bleep) is
small and white ♪ ♪ It reminds me
of a (bleep) tac ♪ ♪ And Rip, I'm really
sick o' all your chatter ♪ ♪ You protest every day
like fat lives matter ♪ ♪ And DC, your sex is buns ♪
(bell dings) ♪ 'cause the DC stands
for girls don't (bleep) ♪ >>: Oh, damn!
(bell dings) >>: Okay, okay. >>: Glad she ain't say
nothing about me. She didn't say nothing about me. >>: Hey yo, DJ D-Wrek,
may you kindly remove the instrumental
for a second. >>: Kindly remove
the instrumental. >>: Hey yo, Justina. You're about to get cooked next. If my (bleep) is a (bleep) tac, that's the reason
you have good breath. But real talk, you're really
getting gritty, boy. 2 Chainz changed his name,
now he found titty boy. (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: 2 Chainz,
come on up here, man. >>: I see you right here. >>: You know what,
he don't wanna step up here 'cause he know his
feelings gonna get hurt. That's why he back there dressed like the
windows in a church. (laughing) (bell dinging) (air horn blows)
♪ Hallelujah ♪ ♪ Na, na, na ♪ ♪ Y'all winning ♪ ♪ Na, na, na, na ♪ ♪ Yo Us, step up ♪ ♪ We gon' freestyle this ♪ ♪ We gon' come off the top ♪ ♪ Like we in this bitch ♪ ♪ But for y'all,
I'm 'bout to kill you ♪ ♪ I'm like a Jack Thriller ♪ ♪ One eye I'm a
villain and kneeling ♪ ♪ Like I was scilla,
oh (bleep) ♪ ♪ They call me
the rap Godzilla ♪ ♪ And I own all this, see ♪ ♪ 'cause you don't get clever ♪ ♪ WWE, y'all went against me ♪ ♪ It would stand
for we won't ever ♪ (audience oohs)
(bell dings) (DC) Talk your (bleep), OG. ♪ Hitman, I stay on it ♪ ♪ I'm forever with it ♪ ♪ Star man start get raining ♪ ♪ They think the weather
did it ♪ ♪ Man, back up, Nick ♪ ♪ Load up the N ♪
(bell dings) ♪ That means seven get it ♪ ♪ Head shot turned your snap
back to a leather fitting ♪ ♪ Paramedic rabies ♪ ♪ V, I mean her
(bleep) was different ♪ ♪ The way she play
with my (bleep) ♪ ♪ I thought spaghetti did it ♪ ♪ (Bleep) that ♪
(bell dings) ♪ Smash your face
and said Freddie did it ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Freddie, did it.
>>: Santwon, baby. ♪ Santwon ♪ ♪ You an overachiever ♪ ♪ You tried out for the
football team as wide receiver ♪ ♪ Then you changed
your profession ♪ ♪ Give me an A, give me a B ♪
♪ Since you're a cheerleader ♪ ♪ We know everybody
gave you the D ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ I'll slay you, trick ♪ ♪ I'll kill you, trick ♪ ♪ I'm "The Matrix" bitch ♪ ♪ And you just a glitch ♪ ♪ I'm alpha and omega, bitch ♪ ♪ I'm new, you old
like Sega, bitch ♪ ♪ Hey, listen, lemme tell you ♪ ♪ I'm really, really nice ♪ ♪ Your mother's overweight ♪ ♪ Thanos had to snap twice ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Hey yo, DJ D-Wrek. >>: Yo, what up? >>: Cut the beat. Jay Cole, why would you stand
there and join the black team when you know that
our rap's mean? I know you love this
a wrestling episode, 'cause you used to
gettin' tag teamed. And you, Big Mack, come here.
(buzzer bells) You never had your hand in salad or touched the grandma cabbage. If you were a wrestler, you'd me the Nacho
Man Randy Savage. (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Look at these two. The fake Rock looking
like he got hope. The Uso brothers,
y'all not dope. I lay y'all girls butt naked then jump balls first
off the top rope. (audience oohs)
(bell dings) >>: And Naomi, don't
be hidin' there. What you gonna say,
that I'm really small? 'cause I'll do you like
Monday night wrestling and give it you raw. (bell dings) And even though y'all
should never say nothing to anybody in my background, it's ironic, y'all the wrestlers but my team just
laid the smack down. (cheering)
(bell dinging) (air horn blows) >>: All right,
we go off the top. ♪ Taylor, let me
make this swift ♪ ♪ You will never be Chance ♪ ♪ Even if you had one wish ♪ ♪ Now, I now you from the Chi ♪ ♪ Should have brought your boy ♪ ♪ 'cause the red squad ♪ ♪ We the ones with
the killer noise ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ I knew you was gonna talk
about my brother, man ♪ ♪ That is so whack ♪ ♪ But the number one
viewer's question ♪ ♪ Is when Katt Williams
comin' back? ♪ (audience oohs)
(bell dings) >>: Next season,
next season hopefully. ♪ Yo, look ♪ ♪ They call me Hitman (bleep) ♪ ♪ You know I got real flows ♪ ♪ You need to chill, bro ♪ ♪ Stop holding a mic
like it's a dildo ♪ (bell dings)
♪ And I come through blockin' ♪ ♪ You know with
the fleck and drum ♪ ♪ (bleep) apology give a
(bleep) about a second chance ♪ ♪ I said, look ♪
(bell dings) ♪ With the bling 'cause
they got some roll ♪ ♪ I'm a get nastier than
that white girl casserole ♪ (bell dings)
♪ What you mean in the desk? ♪ ♪ You shaped like
Mr. Potato Head in a vest ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Hitman, Hitman,
Hitman, come here. >>: Be easy, Holla.
>>: Hitman, Hitman, come here. >>: Be easy. >>: That was extra gangster,
but check this out here, man. Listen to me. Listen. ♪ Whatever made
you wear that outfit ♪ ♪ I hope that it was worth it ♪ ♪ 'cause that's the
vest that people wear ♪ ♪ To sell peanuts
at the circus ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: All right. ♪ You up here with a
bullet proof vest ♪ ♪ The only that it's stopping ♪ ♪ Is the crowd from seeing
your neck (bleep) you ♪ (buzzer blaring) ♪ Oh no ♪ ♪ Guess you thought that
was gon' work, bro ♪ ♪ But it didn't ♪ ♪ And you know what else ♪ ♪ You're too small
to even help yourself ♪ ♪ I said look ♪
(bell dings) ♪ I am a explorer ♪ ♪ One more person
that you built like ♪ ♪ Diego from Dora ♪ (laughing)
>>: Hold on, hold on. (bell dings)
♪ If I'm built like Diego ♪ ♪ Then you gon' have
to scratch that ♪ ♪ 'cause since we
talkin' about Dora ♪ ♪ (bleep) you built
like a backpack ♪ (laughing)
(bell dinging) (air horn blows) ♪ Blueface, yeah I'm going
straight off top of the dome ♪ ♪ Red squad, once
again it's on ♪ ♪ You don't wanna
see my chrome ♪ ♪ 'cause I steal your car ♪ ♪ And make you
(bleep) walk home (bleep) ♪ >>: Hey, that was fire.
(bell dings) That was fire. Hold on D-Wrek. Hold on. Y'all know
I ain't good with the beat. Hold on. (laughing) >>: At least he know it. >>: Knick-knack, paddywhack. I gave your (bleep) this bone. (laughing) I had her bus down when
I touched down in her zone. (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Bring the beat back. >>: Hey Nick, fall back for
a second. We got this. ♪ Look, look, look ♪ ♪ Hey yo, Nick chill ♪ ♪ You know me, I got the Glock
and y'all on a headshot ♪ ♪ Blood everywhere,
they gotta mop-iana ♪ ♪ I ain't for the stomach ♪ ♪ But then I had the tap-iana ♪ ♪ And then I shot his auntie ♪ ♪ But then they had
to mop his momma ♪ ♪ Boom, 'cause
fertile boy is root ♪ ♪ Now he a drop-iana ♪ ♪ Justina in the
back givin' us ♪ ♪ That old (bleep) ♪ ♪ (Bleep) that ♪ ♪ I got the Glock and
call the shot-iana ♪ ♪ And everybody gettin'
shot they momma ♪ ♪ You keep doing all that talk ♪ ♪ And boy you need
to stop that faking ♪ ♪ You need to stop
eating bacon ♪ ♪ 'cause you gon'
have a heart attack ♪ ♪ On Blueface, baby ♪ ♪ You already know what
it is on the game ♪ (bell dings)
(Conceited) Hey yo, DJ D-Wrek. (D-Wrek) What's up, homie? >>: Cut the beat. >>: Hold on, please. You know what? Let's let the white
people go at each other. My white boy's
better than yours. Carter, can you step up? >>: You talkin' about my
white boy better than yours. Charron.
>>: White boy battle. >>: All right. Yo, check it. (laughing) I don't know if anybody's
liking this man. You look like you've
been driving a van. I couldn't... I don't even have to
fight with my hands 'cause I've a 401(k),
I call my mom every day and my dad has a
killer retirement plan. (cheering) >>: Talk that white (bleep).
(bell dings) Talk that white (bleep). >>: Oh! So, your dad has a 401(k)? Well, how does he use it? My dad has such a good plan, he could make Nick Cannon
retire from music. (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Why you even rappin' for? I'm gon' dog him like a matador, you climb the Matterhorn. Hey everybody, look,
Macklemore just dropped out of the Apple store, and you
should be eatin' apples more and your teeth are the same
color as an apple core. (cheering) (bell dings)
>>: Hey! Hey, you wanna go and spit fast? Well, why are you rappin'? If snitching on
barbecues was a sport, this guy is your captain. Go back to your Bible camp
and write a caption about your sleepovers
with Michael Jackson, 'cause you're so--
(cheering) Hey, don't cut me off
when I be snappin'. You know that you're
with "Home Alone," with Michael Jackson,
and you're so white you make me look like
Michael Blackson. (cheering)
(bell dinging) >>: Whoa! All right. That's all right. (air horn blows)
Get outta here. ♪ School boy Q ♪ ♪ This the N-I-C, but I'm
a tell you like this, dog ♪ ♪ You can't see me ♪ ♪ So on this show ♪ ♪ Next time that
you come back, ♪ ♪ Make sure that you don't
bring this (bleep) back ♪ ♪ Now, I ain't gon'
say it like this ♪ ♪ I ain't gon'
say it like that ♪ ♪ But he your hype man ♪ ♪ What you pay him in ♪ ♪ Crack? ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ He's had lupus but
he know he got cancer ♪ ♪ Weak ass hat is
looking like a pamper ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Man you thought
that whole up ♪ ♪ And just for that one bar ♪ ♪ (bleep) you really
ain't (bleep) ♪ ♪ Without Kendrick Lamar ♪ (cheering)
>>: Nick, before you go. Nick, before you go. Hey, Nick. ♪ As you can see, my boy Smack ♪ ♪ Is going full throttle ♪ ♪ You dressed like a genie
from a Windex bottle ♪ (laughing) >>: Hey, yo. I got him, Nick. ♪ Hey, hey, listen ♪ ♪ Hey yo, Q ♪ ♪ You lookin' like a fool boy ♪ ♪ I kick you out the classroom ♪ ♪ Even if you was a school boy ♪ ♪ You can never get
Nick if you was able ♪ ♪ You the most untalented
artist on your label ♪ >>: Hold up!
(bell dings) Hold up! ♪ Who you think you talking to ♪ ♪ I'm mess like the boss ♪ ♪ Titty across my face ♪ ♪ I thought you knew I cross ♪ ♪ It cost to be the boss ♪ ♪ You ain't nothin' ♪ ♪ You thought
you were something ♪ ♪ But you really ain't nothin' ♪ (Nick) There you go, Smack.
(bell dings) >>: Hey yo, DJ D-Wrek. >>: Yo, what up, man? >>: Cut the beat. >>: Hold on, hold on, Con. Con, please. Let me talk to
Smack first, please. By the sound of your voice, I could tell you have
problems with your health, you look like the type of
(bleep) to rob your damn self. (laughing)
(bell dings) When I seen him y'all,
I was like, "what the hell?" I ain't never seen a (bleep) look like he gonna
break into jail. (cheering)
(bell dings) Wait a minute. (Teammate) Hold on, Bobb'e. >>: What you sayin',
was kinda true. 'Cause when I was
locked up two years ago, he was serving me food. (cheering)
(bell dings) Hold up, what I'm 'bout to say, it's gonna hit you
with back beam. When this (bleep) start talkin', I was like, "Is Justina
on the black team?" (laughing) Rar, rar, rar, rar, rar.
(bell dings) >>: Yo, Bobb'e, hold on, Bobb'e. How you try to
talk about my man? They needa put your little
ass in a baby carriage. I can't believe I found somebody way shorter than
Nick Cannon's marriage. (audience oohs)
(bell dings) And Justina,
what are you gonna say, that I'm mad and small? You treat STDs like Pokemon, because you have
to catch them all. (cheering)
(bell dings) And lastly, Santwon, I know
you're not gonna like this, but don't fight this. We heard you only go to the army because they
surrounded by privates. (cheering) (bell dings) (bell dinging) ♪ Yo this, rap (bleep),
you probably need to quit ♪ ♪ Uh ♪ ♪ I don't care how
fussy you get ♪ ♪ Y'all make up some
noise for the (bleep) ♪ ♪ Who beat up Jussie Smollett ♪ That's him. (bell dings) ♪ Nick, you got jokes,
but stay in your place ♪ ♪ Because I'll tear
this bitch up ♪ ♪ And drop you on your face ♪ (audience oohs)
(bell dings) ♪ Drop you on your face ♪ ♪ I'm gon pick you up fast ♪ ♪ I'ma turn you around,
bend you over ♪ ♪ And kick you in yo ass, Nick ♪ (bell dings) >>: Finish him, finish him,
finish him, finish him. ♪ Tappin' out ♪ ♪ Yeah, you know
it's easy to do ♪ ♪ If I remember correctly ♪ ♪ Mariah tapped out on you ♪ (audience oohs) (bell dings) (Nick) Aight, aight. ♪ Comin' at me with hair
lookin' like Pretty Vee ♪ ♪ That's pretty whack, son ♪ ♪ I need to get stacks, son ♪ ♪ Y'all make some noise
for the fake Michael Blackson ♪ (bell dings)
♪ Con ♪ ♪ Ayo, Con ♪ ♪ You know you ain't funny ♪ ♪ In a one-size-fits-all
children's store onesie ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) >>: Ayo DJ D-Wrek, cut the beat. (air horn blasts) Justina, come here, Justina. Can't believe you said
somethin' about me. So now I'm gonna slay ya. That box killed
so many people if it was a wrestler,
it'll be The Undertaker. (bell dings)
>>: Killin' 'em. And you Big Mack,
this the WWE show. I bet you got some
chocolate pudding, but you so fat you actually
ate what The Rock was cookin'. (laughing)
(bell dings) Mimi, all this plastic surgery, why would you
step in the field? 'Cause your ass is so fake
it makes wrestling look real. (audience oohs) (bell dings) Pretty Vee. With all this fake hair, why would you think
that'd be awesome, I mean if you was a wrestler you'll be
Stone Cold Weave Austin. (cheering) (bell dings) And New Day, ayo, New Day. I'm glad y'all didn't
bring your chick here, 'cause last time we
told 'em sit there, she came to the crew,
she made us go woo. Like Ric Flair. (cheering) (bell dings) (Nick) That's why
you can't see you. (bell dinging) ♪ She a married black queen,
I ain't sayin' nothing shady ♪ ♪ I'm gonna come at her like
Jodeci, forever my lady ♪ ♪ I'd drink your bathwater,
you won't even have to pay me ♪ ♪ And I'm standing next in
line if you need another baby ♪ (audience oohs) (bell dings) >>: All right, Nick,
you want some of this? >>: Yes, I do. (laughing) ♪ When I play this game,
you know I play to win ♪ ♪ You're a kid to me,
I should tuck you in ♪ (laughing) (Nick) You gon really.
(bell dings) I would take it. Tuck me in wherever
you want to tuck me. >>: Swag. (Team Member)
Go up there, Swag. ♪ Justina, you know
that I'm ballin' ♪ ♪ That's why Charlie Clips
smell like garlic ♪ ♪ Now I'm 'bout to get on you ♪ ♪ You not gon beat me, sadly ♪ ♪ If you take you
take your makeup off ♪ ♪ You would look like Maddy ♪ ♪ In the face, in the face ♪ (bell dings) ♪ In the face ♪ ♪ Okay ♪ ♪ Ass too ♪ ♪ Ayo Swag, you know
you can't touch me ♪ ♪ You don't have to do anything
to look like that ducky ♪ ♪ Killin' you,
you know it's not fun ♪ ♪ Why they call you Swag when
you don't even got none ♪ ♪ Me and you, that's
a lyrical slaughter ♪ ♪ You could be somebody's
son and somebody's daughter ♪ (bell dings) (laughing) >>: Take your little
duck-ass to the back, Swag. >>: Do you know what,
don't worry about it. Come here, DJ,
stop that (bleep). (cheering) >>: Don't get me pumped up,
'cause you know I'm a starter. Aha! Excuse me. Can you introduce
him to your barber? (laughing) (bell dings) Excuse me, come here. Every time I look at your eyes, why the hell are you
lookin' so surprised? (laughing) (bell dings) Ayo, Maddy. It's "Wildstyle," so watch
how I'ma stay on you. Why the hell you got me battling
Helga from "Hey Arnold"? >>: Okay where's the mic? (bell dings)
Let me get him. (Conceited) And RIP,
ayo RIP, come here. You know damn well
I'm the man with it. "Wildstyle" I go ham with it. (bleep) you so fat,
you only check your email, 'cause you heard
it got spam in it. (laughing) (bell dings) And you, Justina. Justina, with that box, that's not a chance
that I wanna take. 'Cause having sex with
you is like bungee jumpin', I'd probably die if
that rubber breaks. (audience oohs) (bell dings) >>: All those rhymes
you said, Con, now you really got me snoozin'. How's a rubber gonna break
if you don't even use 'em? What I'm 'bout to say next, well I think it
might be cheatin', but you've had more players
in that booty (bleep), than Allstar Weekend. (cheering) (bell dings) >>: I wanna talk to Mope. Come here, Mope. With the jokes you said tonight, you're career would
never blow up. Your teeth so crooked
I bet if you bit a sandwich, Batman would show up. (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Okay, okay. You up here dressed like a
JV girl's wrestling coach, and I'm not through
(buzz) with you, He-Man.
>>: This ain't even no bar. God took the wrong,
he took the wrong tooth. He should've took
the wisdom tooth. 'Cause you stupid as hell. And we gotta make that clear. 'Cause after you tell a joke, I just wanna get on
a flight and just. (imitates plane) (laughing) (bell dinging) (air horn blasts) ♪ Uh, uh, uh ♪ ♪ I like that y'all
standin' up here ♪ ♪ Would this ever ♪ ♪ 'cause I'm about to come off
the top and get real clever ♪ ♪ You winnin' this game,
no, no, no (bleep) never ♪ ♪ And matter fact, did y'all
get your braids done together ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) >>: Yo, Nick. Come on, man. Bring it back. I don't even need no beat, cuh. You can turn the beat off, yo. (Nick) Ooh the Chef wants
you to turn the beat off. >>: Ayo, ayo, ayo,
I'm talkin' to you. Yo, Nicholas got y'all
out here frontin'. Like you really doin' something. The least your father could do was buy you some decent
(bleep) shoes or something. (bell dings) >>: These are
the "Wild 'N Out" Js. >>: Skip 'em up, sure. Yeah, yours is nice. (laughing) >>: Bring the beat back. ♪ All right, okay ♪ ♪ JJ ♪ ♪ JJ come here real quick, man ♪ ♪ You supposed to be a chef ♪ ♪ Boy, they need to stop lyin' ♪ ♪ You dress like the barber
that messed up my hairline ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) (Hitman) Come here, Big Mack,
come here, Big Mack. ♪ Look I would
catch you a runway ♪ ♪ I bet you these keys
could open up Chick Fil A ♪ ♪ On a Sunday ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) ♪ Where Robles at? ♪ ♪ I need my chef in front ♪ ♪ Yo, ayo, Robles ♪ ♪ I'ma step to
you on the scene ♪ ♪ Since you a chef, I'ma
have to cook the whole team ♪ ♪ Black squad, guarantee
you gon need some help ♪ ♪ Big Mack will eat the whole
menu plus the menu itself ♪ ♪ And Jason Lee, we all
know that you sweet ♪ ♪ You stick away from fish,
but you be chokin' on meat ♪ ♪ I'ma stay in the kitchen,
'cause they needed me there ♪ ♪ And RIP Michaels likes
(bleep) cooked medium rare ♪ (bell dings) (cheering) >>: Yo, time out, time out. Time out, time out, real quick. ♪ (bleep) cooked medium rare ♪ ♪ Justina, you a beast ♪ ♪ But you can't harm me ♪ ♪ You dress like a No Limit
Soldier for the Salvation Army ♪ ♪ Get out ♪ (bell dings) (laughing) Hold on now, Mope, come back. >>: You know what, I'm so
tired of this (bleep). Stop that, stop that! (bleep) that. Big Mack, bring your
stupid ass up here. You too, DDG,
whatever you is, DDT. (bleep) wrong with you? Chico, you stay in
your lane right here. Now, Big Mack, don't
come for the Red Squad. You already know we the best. Your ass ain't got no neck so when you swallow, you're
food go, straight to your chest. Now listen. (bell dings) Hold up. Chico, your body is so sloppy. You dress like a security guard
that ain't gon chase nobody. (laughing) (bell dings) Wait a minute, wait a minute. (Chico) I can't believe you. >>: Wait a minute! Wait a minute! I ain't done. We ain't no damn bustas. Nick, you lied to me. Who is this? You said we were gon get Usher. (laughing) (bell dinging)
(Chico) Wait a minute.... That was unfair,
that was unfair. ♪ I'm down with
the king, uh, uh ♪ ♪ But you're built
like your daddy ♪ ♪ You just couldn't win ♪ ♪ It's the perfect example of
when you just put the tip in ♪ (audience oohs) (bell dings)
(Teammate) Wow, wow. >>: Mr. T.I., I had
nothing to do with that. I just want you to know. ♪ My dad's T.I. ♪ ♪ We always take the fly route ♪ ♪ When I played your music,
he put me into time out ♪ (laughing) (bell dings)
(Teammate) Damn. >>: Okay, hey, what's up DC? ♪ DC and Chyna,
you ain't special there ♪ ♪ In my motherland,
we got roaches everywhere ♪ (bell dings)
♪ Oh back to you, ♪ ♪ Charlie Clips ♪ ♪ You could come to China, too.
I could show you around ♪ ♪ Introduce you to my cousin,
look at this panda I found ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪Aight, I like Chinese food
but you a fake friend ♪ ♪ So I'ma call you vodka,
because this ain't Jin ♪ ♪ Timothy DeLaGhetto, ♪
(bell dings) ♪ no that ain't him. ♪ ♪ His new name is Lugz
'cause he a fake Tim ♪ (cheering) >>: Big Mack, come on
up here, Big Mack. ♪ Look, I said big fat (bleep)
give a (bleep) about snickers ♪ ♪ Birkin bag, ho, buncha
chocolate covered chickens ♪ ♪ 17 stomachs,
it's a hideous thing ♪ ♪ Squeeze his titty and get a
snack, he a vending machine ♪ (audience oohs) (bell dings) >>: Okay.
(Nick) Get 'em back. ♪ The fat jokes,
that's all you got so far ♪ ♪ Close your eye,
it's Kendrick Nobars ♪ (bell dings) ♪ Everything you say,
you sayin' noise ♪ ♪ He look Snoop Dogg when
he died in "Baby Boy" ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) Fat lives matter. Fat lives matter. (Nick) They do. They do. >>: DJ D-Wrek. >>: Yeah. >>: Cut the beat. (air horn blasts)
(cheering) Mimi, with you
I would have an orgy. But all that plastic
really bored me. Because your ass is faker
than Jussie Smollett's story. (audience oohs)
(bell dings) >>: Hold up, Conceited! With that butt chin, you probably can
hold hella skittles. Lookin' like Lil Romeo back
in the day when he was little. (buzz) Conceited style is always late. With you football pad shoulders,
and ballerina waist, boy. (bell dings) >>: All right, I'll just
say one line to you and I'll leave you so finished. Ironic you mention Lil Romeo
'cause your mother's mouth has no limit. (audience oohs) (bell dinging)
(air horn blows) ♪ Do it like this ♪ ♪ Uh, yo ♪ ♪ TNT, welcome to the show ♪ ♪ Congratulations,
y'all goin' pro ♪ ♪ But at the draft y'all
ain't get no dough ♪ ♪ I guess N-F-L stands
for (bleep) for the low ♪ (audience oohs) (bell dings)
(cheering) >>: I got him, I got him. Get the clap going. Yeah. ♪ Nick tote canons,
somebody lied ♪ ♪ The only Nick we respect,
is Nicki Minaj ♪ (audience oohs) (bell dings) >>: Okay, I was tryna go easy. Aight, aight. ♪ (bleep) you just said
that was kinda raw ♪ ♪ Matter fact, you a gold star ♪ ♪ But I ain't know
you was that tall ♪ ♪ When did Kevin Hart
start playing football ♪ (bell dings) >>: That was a good one,
that was a good one. But I'm bettin' on, oh no, no,
bring you there, Nick. ♪ Listen ♪ ♪ You must be dumb enough ♪ ♪ To try me with a jersey
the size that could fit Bobb'e ♪ (cheering) (bell dings) >>: Hold on, come here Martin. ♪ Ay, this gon be funny ♪ ♪ Look y'all ♪ ♪ We got a wide receiver,
a running back ♪ ♪ And Bobb'e is the football ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) ♪ I don't know what's wrong with
you (bleep) coming after me ♪ ♪ You a battle rapper that's
really battling your sexuality ♪ (oohs) (bell dings) >>: (bleep) (bleep)
takin' 'bout? >>: Justina, let me
talk to you, Justina. I got something to say to her. ♪ I said, I said, Justina,
you aight with the flow ♪ ♪ But when you rap,
you sound whiter than ♪ ♪ the rice in my bowl ♪ (laughing)
♪ All I'm trying to say is ♪ ♪ I would never smash ♪
(bell dings) ♪ Understand me ♪ ♪ If I took you home,
my pops would be like ♪ ♪ You disgrace the family ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Sorry!
>>: Wow. ♪ Look, I'm like Jin ♪ ♪ You sounded like a hater ♪ ♪ I've killed gin straight
I don't even need a chaser ♪ (bell dings)
♪ Face it ♪ ♪ Now you ain't
nobody's favorite ♪ ♪ Y'all give it up for
Tim DeLaGhetto's replacement ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Mo! Let me get Mo! Mo! >>: Okay, okay. >>: Mo, hi. ♪ You know what Mo ♪ ♪ I don't want you stop ♪ ♪ You chipped your tooth
sucking your way to the top ♪ (audience oohs)
Thank you, thank you! >>: Hitman come here!
Hitman come here! Hitman! Okay. ♪ Five, six, seven, eight ♪ ♪ Hitman, it look
like I bit concrete ♪ ♪ I'm just here to ask ♪ ♪ Can I borrow some teeth ♪ (buzzer beeps) ♪ Man walk out them doors ♪ ♪ Why would I give you mine ♪ ♪ You couldn't keep
up with yours ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Ayo DJ D-Wrek! >>: Yo, what up? >>: Cut the beat. (air horn blares) Nick, don't try to stand
there and look all mean. We should just kill him
more using football teams. >>: Hold on, let me go be
in his baby mother. I leave her lying on her paws. And you know I'm from New York, so she said it's something
giant in my drawers. (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Hold on! And you said NFL
stands (bleep) for the low. >>: That's what you said?
>>: That rhyme is a stretch, 'cause Mariah said
NFL stands for Nick finally left. (cheering)
(bell dinging) (air horn blares) ♪ Clap your hands y'all,
clap your hands ya'll ♪ ♪ Yo welcome to the family ♪ ♪ He on MTV, ♪ ♪ But you making a mistake
trying to battle me ♪ ♪ Matter of fact, I keep
it pertinent like an STD ♪ ♪ So stepping to me ♪ ♪ You don't want
to do that, fella ♪ ♪ This, the dude,
that gave herpes ♪ ♪ To everybody at at Coachella ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: I didn't go to
Coachella, I promise. ♪ Nick it's about to
get abusive in here ♪ ♪ 'cause unlike you, ♪ ♪ My fans love me
for my music career ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) ♪ Okay, okay ♪ ♪ Now listen, Travis, look ♪ ♪ Now I don't wanna
style with ya ♪ ♪ Look, and I don't
wanna get wild with ya ♪ ♪ I'm too ready, my bars heavy ♪ ♪ You look like a fake
Machine Gun Kelly ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Yo, I hate to do it,
because I love Young Fly, ♪ ♪ but why the (bleep) did MTV
let you remake "How High" ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Cause listen, close ♪ ♪ You little whore ♪ ♪ This is "Wild 'N Out" ♪ ♪ This a black show (bleep) ♪ ♪ This is not
"Jersey Shore," okay ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ I must say my trip to
the A has been exquisite ♪ ♪ I got to meet the
Geico caveman and the lizard ♪ (audience oohs)
(bell dings) >>: And we walked away on him! (DJ D-Wrek) Walked away on him! ♪ Let me tell you why
they call me a wizard ♪ ♪ Don't push me ♪ ♪ Cause that's ♪
(vocalizes) ♪ On yo momma's (bleep) ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: I got him Trav. Ayo, DC. ♪ Yo, DC it's easy to
catch you slippin' ♪ ♪ You're so slim
when you swim, ♪ ♪ You're always skinny dipping ♪ ♪ You up here with a
body made of gelatin ♪ ♪ Yo ass look like a
chocolate covered skeleton ♪ >>: Listen here.
(buzzer beeps) Aight, check this out. ♪ Listen Justina,
I'm tired girl ♪ ♪ Don't play with me ♪ ♪ Yo ass so damn white ♪ ♪ You look like the lil scrip
in the middle of the skreet ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) >>: Oh man, she gone,
this is funny. ♪ Man, I ain't gonna lie
with a head like that ♪ ♪ You really got me stressed ♪ ♪ 'Cause this the first
time I ever seen a bullet ♪ ♪ Wearing a bulletproof vest ♪ (laughing) ♪ Clap your hands y'all,
clap your hands ya'll ♪ ♪ Spoken for the band ♪ ♪ But his whole squad's trash ♪ ♪ Matter of fact he need a job ♪ ♪ You should put
him on the cast ♪ ♪ Pretty much what I'm saying ♪ ♪ Is that it ain't no joke ♪ ♪ Give Spoken Reasons everything
cause this (bleep) broke ♪ (audience oohs)
(bell dings) ♪ All right ♪ ♪ Now back in the day
you played football ♪ ♪ You can remember,
but since you played football, ♪ ♪ You favorite
position was center ♪ (cheering)
(buzzer beeps) >>: Ayo, DJ! >>: Stop that (bleep),
stop that (bleep) (turntable scratches) Come on, you already know. How the hell your
name Spoken Reasons you ain't said (bleep)
funny the whole damn show? Move! (audience oohs)
(bell dings) (Spoken Reasons)
Wait a minute, wait a minute! Whoa, let me tell you something. I'm funny and you dead. (bleep) you look crazy (bleep). You got a booty tat in the
middle of your forehead. (E-Man) Ayo lemme talk--
(buzzer beeps) >>: Hold on, hold on E-Man! One thing, one thing,
just to get this, during Asking All
Them Questions I took the wheel
you played the bitch. (audience oohs) (buzzer beeps)
>>: All right that's cool. E-Man and Spoken Reasons. Here we go. You wanna tell the people why
we never did another video? Five years,
I'm tired of being merciful. Nick, I know this is Wildstyle,
but this one is personal. You feel me? >>: (bleep) yo (bleep) >>: Ya'll remember Asking
All Them Questions? (cheering) You know it came
with a big check. Until he snatched it from me. Then he went missing
and started acting funny. He did a movie doing comedy,
you know acting funny. To tell the truth, Nick
I really wanna smack this dummy. But you telling me to chill,
questions was small change. I'm still spending
"She Ratchet" money. (cheering) (bell dings)
Now listen, act stupid. I know you mad clueless. The only reason why
you on this show, 'cause my name's
attached to it. (audience oohs)
(bell dings) So I'ma put you
in your place. Your most viewed video show's nothing but my face. (bell dings)
So tell the people right now, before I get mad
and start to rise. You gotta a chance to clear
your name right now (bleep). Apologize. (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Now E-Man, E-Man. There's a lot of
hostility in the room. >>: That's a fact. >>: We could start a fight. I had to call yo mama to put you in your
first video with me. (bleep) I put you on
your first flight. >>: Mo we about to
get on your ass. (buzzer beeps)
(laughing) Mo we about to get on yo ass. >>: Can I say something to you? You're just one of a
million loser dudes. Black lives matter,
but not so much you. (laughing)
(bell dings) (air horn blares) ♪ Red squad we on
another level ♪ ♪ DJ won't you turn
up the treble ♪ ♪ Yo about to get
hot like a kettle ♪ ♪ This ain't PnB Rock,
it's PnB Pebble ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Yo, Nick ♪ ♪ You sound jealous ♪ ♪ You really think you hot dog ♪ ♪ Cause you got the ketchup,
mustard, and relish ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Go ahead, E, let's go! >>: My jacket fire! >>: Hot dog, that was a bar. >>: Let's go! Don't fire me. (laughing) I love you. (laughing) Somebody else please,
he fire me. >>: What you want? ♪ Let me tell you
something, you weenie ♪ ♪ You up here looking like
a damn Jamaican genie ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: All right, all right. ♪ Hitman who you (bleep)
with the red squad ♪ ♪ We some snipers ♪ ♪ While you look like
you about to go buy ♪ ♪ Your baby mama some diapers ♪ (laughing) (buzzer beeps) >>: That was funny.
>>: Eh, it was kinda shaky. (laughing) ♪ Excuse me, pardon me ♪ ♪ When I look at you all
I can see is a clogged artery ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Okay. ♪ You say that I'm fat ♪ ♪ I say yeah, that is true ♪ ♪ But if I laid on my belly ♪ ♪ I'd still be taller than you ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) ♪ Hey, Bobb'e J ♪ ♪ You don't need to wear
that outfit no more ♪ ♪ You look like you do
security at a toy store ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Don't go nowhere,
don't do that. All right, listen. ♪ All them damn short
jokes really need to stop ♪ ♪ Put your head down ♪ ♪ it look like a big toe
hanging out of a sock ♪ (cheering)
(bell dings) (DC Young Fly) Shuler
come here, Shuler. ♪ Ay listen, I said ♪ ♪ You got iguana eyes ♪ ♪ And you are so black ♪ ♪ You are a crossbreed of
Kevin Hart and Bernie Mac ♪ (laughing) (bell dings) (bell dinging) (air horn blares) ♪ I thought I told
you that we won't stop ♪ ♪ I thought I told
you that we won't stop ♪ ♪ Freestyle I don't
know who want this ♪ ♪ Coming up Chico,
you don't wanna test kid ♪ ♪ But I'ma get it like
this on the next kick ♪ ♪ I don't know if y'all
tattoo artists or convicts ♪ (audience oohs) (bell dings)
(Chico Bean) Okay! All right. Hey Nick, hey Nick. ♪ My vest is bulletproof ♪ ♪ It's tough and manly looking ♪ ♪ But your vest look like ♪ ♪ It's made out of
love seat cushion ♪ (audience oohs) >>: You really feel that way? (bell dings) All right. ♪ Yo, Chico dog, you need
to look a little closer ♪ ♪ This one's for bullets,
that's for super soakers ♪ ♪ The jokes are the closer ♪ ♪ You wanna get with it ♪ ♪ I can take this (bleep) back
to fashion over quickly ♪ ♪ I'ma tell you this,
I'm tell you off the top ♪ ♪ Nick Cannon is the one
and you know I got that guap ♪ ♪ I can buy yo (bleep) ♪ ♪ I can buy his (bleep) ♪ ♪ I could buy they shit ♪ ♪ And then buy yo (bleep) ♪ (cheering) (Chico Bean) Okay,
all right, wait a minute. (bell dings) Wait a minute. ♪ He been practicing ♪ (both together)
♪ He been practicing ♪ ♪ He been practicing ♪ >>: Ayo DJ D-Wrek. (DJ D-Wrek) Yo. >>: Cut the beat. (cheering)
(air horn blares) >>: And Big Mac. I know you really mad that
they had to put shorty on you. I know they say the
camera adds 10 pounds, but (bleep) you got
about 40 on you. (laughing) (bell dings)
>>: Hold on, hold on. Conceded. You need to really
stay in yo place. 'cause with that body you really look like
Young M-A in the face. (audience oohs)
(bell dings) >>: That wasn't a great flip. Hamburgers,
that's what he kissed. You're so big
he has a size 34 wrist. (audience oohs)
(bell dings) And it's bizarre,
you wearing a chain with keys, but never owned a car. (audience oohs)
And your teeth are too green, who's scene,
this chain so fake looks like your mommy
bedazzled a shoe string. (audience oohs)
(bell dings) (Bobb'e J) All right. All right. Give it up for the white man. That bar was a killer. But I'm not going to
take no disrespect from a hillbilly that
be (bleep) his own sister. (audience oohs)
(bell dings) >>: When I'm rapping
I can come back kid. And I never F my sister,
she's not even attractive. (cheering)
(bell dings) >>: Hold on, you talking about
you don't (bleep) your sister. Man yes, you do. Up here looking like
Shaggy from "Scooby Doo." (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: Refrain, he's lame. You look like
Steve Harvey's keychain. You're so small your rap
name should be .03 chains. (cheering)
Mayday, mayday, melee. You like Ray J if he
dropped out of eighth grade. (cheering) (bell dinging)
>>: Hold on! Hold on! (air horn blares) ♪ Yo YFN Lucci,
we don't (bleep) with you ♪ ♪ Like we don't
(bleep) with Gucci ♪ ♪ I know you came
with some killers ♪ ♪ Yo, I hope they
don't shoot me ♪ ♪ 'Cause your mom gave
me so much (bleep) ♪ ♪ I called her kufi ♪ (audience oohs)
(bell dings) >>: It ain't nothing, man. ♪ Hotter than the street ♪ ♪ YFN Lucci ♪ ♪ Nick you a pussy ♪ ♪ YFN coochie ♪ (Nick laughs)
(bell dings) >>: Plain and simple,
I get you, I get you. ♪ Ayo, Bobb'e, look look look ♪ ♪ Ayo, Bobb'e,
you gotta be bothered ♪ ♪ With the face of a father
and the body of a toddler ♪ ♪ You probably need your mama ♪
(bell dings) ♪ 'Cause you a little chump ♪ ♪ This is what your
baby look like ♪ ♪ When you just
get a little pump ♪ (audience oohs) (bell dings) (Bobb'e J) Oh, all right.
All right all right. ♪ You got me good with
the body of a toddler ♪ ♪ But let's be real ♪ ♪ You the one that got
the face of a father ♪ (audience oohs)
(bell dings) >>: My Meghan's not good? Okay. >>: Not at all, Katie.
You look like it. ♪ That was cute but your
rhymes are never too tight ♪ ♪ Career is like your body it'll
never reached new heights ♪ ♪ I bet not a single ♪
(bell dings) ♪ person here follows you ♪ ♪ Pre (bleep) baby,
your mom should've (bleep) you ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) (Bobb'e J) All right, all right. Clips, front and center. (cheering) ♪ Look ♪ ♪ Bitch I'm tired of
you talking (bleep) ♪ ♪ I know you a pretender ♪ ♪ Your girl left you ♪ ♪ Cause you always taking
other girls to dinner ♪ ♪ Now here's my question ♪ ♪ Why are you always going
out to eat when you creep ♪ ♪ It's like you put the word,
eat and cheap ♪ ♪ You also put the word, ♪ ♪ Eat and treats
you should stop eating meat, ♪ ♪ Eat some beets and wheat ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: I see what you was doing,
that was crazy that was crazy. ♪ Hey, hey ♪ ♪ Charlie Clips, I know
you about to go insane ♪ ♪ The red rag, yeah he
represent the playground gang ♪ >>: Nope!
(bell dings) And you supposed to be my boy. That hurt,
>>: I am yo boy... Your father.
(laughing) ♪ You supposed to be my boy ♪ ♪ You really two-faced ♪ ♪ While you up here built
like a rolling suitcase ♪ (laughing) >>: Okay, you said a rolling suitcase?
(bell dings) ♪ But boy you need
to stay it on ♪ ♪ If I'm built like
a rolling suitcase, ♪ ♪ You built like a carry-on ♪ (laughing)
(bell dings) >>: You just mad you can't
fit in the overhead! (bell dinging)
(air horn blares)
