Actual conversation that just took place in a convenience store in rural Alabama.  The players: 
Kaos (K) 
Large black man with braids and chains (LB)
Black man wearing worker's uniform (R)
Clerk: (C)
R: Yo, dude, where you been?  You was supposed to be on this morning. 
LB:  What the fuck I tell you I was gonna do?  I stayed home and smoked dope. 
R: SHHHHHH... damn, dude, you can't just be hollerin' shit like that out loud. 
LB: Don't fuckin' shhhh me, bitch. Who the fuck gon' do anything if I smoke dope? I SMOKE A BIG FAT ASS BLUNT! 
R: What the fuck ever, man.  You don't know who be around and you just yellin' stupid shit like that. 
LB: Who?  Who in here gonna say a GODDamn thing?  You think that bitch up at the register gonna say something?  You think the goddam police up in this motherfucker?  
LB (to K): Is you the goddam PO-lice?  
K: Nope. Not a cop. 
LB (to C): You got shit to say? 
C: As long as you pay for what you got, I don't care what you do.  
LB: So what the fuck?  I SMOKE A FATASS BLUNT!  BURN THAT SHIT ALL FUCKIN' DAY. 
R: You gon' keep on and they gon' fire your ass. 
LB: Who? That job? Fuck them, man.  I'm a grown ass man. They can't tell me what to do.  If I wanna SMOKE FUCKIN' DOPE, that's what I'm gonna do.   They video my ass?  Well they can't say shit.  
R: Aight. Later. 
LB (to C):  I'm a grown ass man, can't nobody tell me shit.  Ya HERRR? How much this Keystone be? 
C: 59 cents a can. 
LB: Fuck, I ain't got enough but fo' two.  
Whatever I intended to purchase was left on the shelf.