- Y'all ready to get to the first game?
(audience cheering)
This game is called ...
Got
damn.
Oh yeah, nah, I ain't using the Lord's name in vain .
We say got.
So we gon' get to it.
Y'all got to give it up for Refer E-Man, man, man.
Do it, give it up for 'em.
- Okay let's get it started.
I need the old school to step up.
Old school, step it up.
New school, step it up, I need you here.
Okay, let's see what we got.
Give me Karlous Miller over here, old school.
(audience cheering) - O.G. 'Lous.
- New school! - All right.
- Give me Bobb'e J.
You, get here. (audience cheering)
Karlous, you ready? - Ready.
- Bobb'e J. you ready? - I'm ready.
- Well, let's roast!
(audience laughing)
- Ladies, this is what happened
when you only take half of the Plan B pill.
(Karlous laughing)
- Aye, don't Karlous look like that uncle
that be tryin' to (beep) yo' girl.
Hey nephew, that you?
That you? Huh?
(crowd laughing) That you nephew?
- I like that headin'.
Boy, if you don't getcha baby-body grown man feet,
Look like you ain't goin' nowhere fast.
Ninja turtle face-ass lil' boy.
- Weren't shaky, weren't shaky.
- Aye, aye, Karlous, look like he should to be on the front
of a Black and Mild box like this.
(audience and cast laughing)
- You, out!
- [audience] Got damned!
- Okay, give me Chico Bean, I need you here.
(audience cheering)
From the new school, get me Santwon.
I need you here, Santwon, here.
(audience applause)
Well, let's roast!
- Ain't Chico built like a strong, independent woman.
(audience laughing)
- Real quick, like, is your real name Santwon?
That's on your birth certificate?
Like you was gay that early?
Therefore your momma done know to name you that?
Like that's crazy. (audience laughing)
Like he must've came out the womb
and just (kiss). (Chico imitating a baby cry)
- Okay, all right, well that's fine, you look like
you'd open mechanic shop, for sucks.
Come on now, let's get real
- Weren't shaky, weren't shaky.
- That's cool, but Santwon, bro?
Like I'm sure when this TV show come
You gon' have gay men all over America
callin' they mommas like really momma?
Richard, that's the best you could do?
(audience laughing)
Like I'm sitting here watching Santwon on TV.
You couldn't put an 'S' in front of my name, really?
- Santwon, you, out.
- [Audience] Got damned! (audience applauding)
- Old school, give me Justina.
I need you here - Oh, okay.
(audience cheering)
- New school, get me Pretty Vee here.
I need you here. (audience cheering)
Well, let's roast!
- Justina, you look like a trailer park owner.
(audience laughing)
- Vena, you look like a ghetto tennis coach.
- Girl, your adam's apple big.
(audience laughing) - Show yours.
- Sis, you look like Lil Fizz
after he got kicked off the Millennium Tour.
- Shaky, shaky.
- Girl, you a dumb Republican.
(audience laughing)
You a trump voter.
- There it is, shaky.
- Hold on one second.
Uhuh, okay, B. Simone called,
she said she want her style back.
ASAP, baby girl.
- Low blow.
- Let me tell you something right now.
(audience bellowing)
- Took too long, you ... out!
- [Audience] Got damned!
Old school, give me DeRay Davis
I need you here. (audience cheering)
New school, give me Big Mack.
I need you here. (audience cheering)
Well, let's roast!
If you don't get your god-damned orthopedic
Trey Songz lookin' ass out here.
- Instead of your dead homies,
you got tattoos of all the restaurants
that closed on your back.
(audience laughing)
- If you don't get your god-damned,
Muslim choir director dressed lookin' ass out of here.
- Whoa, shaky.
- You look like you was supposed to be twins
but you ate your brother in the womb.
(audience laughing)
- If you don't get your god-damned-
♪ All my life, I've been poor ♪
Haircut lookin' ass out of here.
- Too shaky. You, out!
- [Audience] Got damned!
- Let's get to it, new school.
Give me D.C. Young Fly.
I need you here. (audience cheering)
Old school, time to crack some heads.
Give me HeadKrack
- Let's go, - Okay, cool.
- Well, let's roast!
- D.C. Young Fly looks like he belongs in a gang.
- Shaky.
(Headkrack laughing)
- Boy yo' ass out lookin' like a youth pastor
but don't nobody come to your church, ugly.
We working on it,
I know I got two people in the congregation.
(audience laughing)
Matter of fact, ya'll can go home.
We gon' try again next Sunday.
- D.C. Young Fly is the great value Chris Tucker.
- Boy, if you don't get your Toy Soldier
boy- 'we are the Gorgonites' lookin' ass,
- Wait, wait, wait. - Hold up!
- You jumpin' HeadKrack, let 'em go.
- You sure?
- Let you jump him up, what you gonna say?
- Okay.
- Boy, both of ya'll look like ya'll do this at home
Uh-oh, Andy's comin'. (smacking on ground)
(audience laughing)
(dinging sound)
(audience cheering) (horns blaring)
- DJ D-Wrek, man.
- D.C., you killed it, but it wasn't enough.
I gotta give it to the old school squad.
- [Nick] Oh! That's what I'm talkin' about!
Everybody on they feet,
D-Wrek, take it down!
(hip-hop beat comes in)
- [Audience] Wildin', wildin', wildin'