- Can y'all make some noise!
Repping Chicago real heavy,
Lil Durk and Chance the Rapper!
(Cheering)
Shining in the joint.
And on my team,
my OG, y'all make some noise,
T.I. partner!
It's the king!
We gonna give Durk two belts
and Chance is gonna be his third.
Y'all take this.
Old School step up.
New School step up.
DJ D Wreck, drop the beat.
(rap music beings)
All right, here we go, yeah.
We love the CHI but we in that ATL shawty,
you know me, we got the
king we doing well shawty.
We free styling, Lil Durk,
Chance you smell shawty.
So we gon keep it Old
School we (beep) ill shawty.
(buzzer dings)
I get a buzz for that? I was free styling.
- Nick, you make me sick.
(beep) you, (beep). That's my (beep).
Got the Old School, well
I got the New School
and I got Lil Durk, he will shoot you.
(bell dings)
Just kidding! Just kidding!
- [DC] Hold up T.I, ya. Let
me go ahead and step in, ya.
Let me show you a little beat, ya.
You don't wanna try to
New School, ya. Get your neck tie, listen.
(beep) around here,
better stand back (beep).
Ya, here we go getting a
trap back, (beep). Yeah!
(bell dings)
- I like you DC but um
if you mention me, officially,
we'll do your ass 'ficially.
We could take it slow or we
could do it expeditiously.
(bell dings)
- [Chance] Wait, wait.
T.I.P, we did the show together,
should have been on the same team.
You rapping against me? I
don't know what you mean!
That (beep) is crazy,
that (beep) is obscene.
You using big words,
you don't even know what
the (beep) they mean.
(bell dings)
- Hold up. Chance, listen.
I got a big ass head and
you know that's a fact
but I triple dog dare
you to take off your hat.
Oh lord!
(crowd cheers)
(buzzer dings)
What?!
- New School verus Old
School, that's a slaughter.
The females don't even like your ass
they heard what you said
about your daughter.
- Look. You know you're getting this work
but I heard what you're packing down below
is why they call you Lil Durk.
(bell dings)
And not to be a jerk, but
this next part is crazy.
You look like if Fetty Wap and
Young Thug had them a baby.
(bell dings)
- T.I, T.I, don't you go nowhere.
Let me get his ass, ass, ass, ass
get his ass, ass, ass.
T.I, now I know you. I know you is fine.
Damn you blow minds
Oh the mother(beep) is back.
Let me swish it from behind
and (beep) give it a little tap.
So, so, so, so, so,
I wanna see what you do.
(crowd cheers)
(buzzer dings)
- Yo, I know you wish you was Pac.
I'll kill you in your car,
and hide your little bitty
body in the glove box.
I got like enough bread.
I bet these keys open up every
Panda Express in Buckhead.
(bell dings)
- Wait a minute. Yeah. Aye Hitman.
I don't care what you be talking about
I know for sure this the key
to your man hoe, mouse.
(bell dings)
- Aye yo DJ D Wreak.
- What up, man?
- Cut the beat.
(crowd cheers)
(music stops)
Vina, if you took off that makeup,
I wouldn't pump pump once.
With all that acne, I bet your
favorite B2K song is "Bump, Bump, Bump"
(bell dings)
- Let's go 'cause!
- And I'm talking to you.
This is the truth that
I'm speaking no doubt.
You so gay, you ain't wanna be vegan
because you heard you can't put
no more meat in your mouth.
(bell dings)
The rhymes, I've got a lot of it
(beep), you so (beep) T.I
takes you to the gynecologist.
(crowd roars)
(applause)
(bell dings)
