Indian [skit]

*Store door opens*
Indian: Heey, what's happening my friend, hey! How you doing?
Waah: What's up, man?
Indian: Uuuh, I can't call it, as you people say, I can't call it!
Waah: *chuckles* Yo, yo where my shit at, man?
Indian: Uuh...
Waah: What you got?
Indian: Drag-On! Drag-On's blazing hot right now, I got the- Drag-On-
Waah: I got Drag-On's shit, that's blazin', that Ruff Ryder shit's blazin'
Indian: What, what do you want?
Waah: This is Thanksgiving nigga, man, yo, the fucking Lox shit! You know what the fuck, I gave you my money!
Indian: Well I... I don't have your L.O.X. right now, I will have it next week!
Waah: Fuck you mean you ain't got my L.O.X. nigga? Nigga what the fuck you talkin' about?
Indian: I will have it next week!
Waah: You have the fuckin' L.O.X. CD right there, nigga, I want that joint! Right now!
Indian: Oh, that CD is not for you, it's for her!
Waah: Man give me this fuckin' CD, man! Fuck outta here!
Girl: That's my fuckin' CD! I paid for my shit!
*Fight starts*
Waah: Bitch get the f-
Girl: Who the fuck are you callin' a-
*Girl gets smack and shrieks, two gunshots pop off and a body falls*
Waah: Fuck you!