Big Skilly Films
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THE TIME I MET CAPONE N NOREAGA...
so im at fat beats one day...with my nikkas we made it a habit to stop by there everytime we were around the area...fat beats always had something dope to find about hip hop wheter it be magazines, music,even bumping into rapper, anything to do with hip hop would be found here...im talking real hiphop...when you come into the store there was a table where up coming artist can promote they new products...from music snippet tapes to clothing brand to seminars to flyers with the next big show ...so while im looking through all this taking what i like i stopped and noitced some flyers laying there...i was like
wtf is this? the reason i was like that cause most people who promote there stuff on these tables usually had it professionally made with uv flyers or color flyers looking decent...the flyers i was looking at where 8 x 11 xerox copies of 2 mug shots so i started 
cause that shyt looked extra bootleg...so i call my boys and we looking at this flyer cracking up cause no lie...nikkas had they mug shots giving a brief bio of each one...the names where capone & noreaga...the funny shyt to us was nore's name cause remember no one knew how to pronounce his name since it was spelled different...we would be like nor-ey-agah (with a spanish accent on purpose just to make it sound even funnier)...so between me & my nikkas we would have a game we would play called nor-ey-agah (with the accent) and smack each other in the neck when someone wasnt expecting it...which i started as we were all surrounded looking at the flyer...so we walk around fat beats and lord sear is there...so i got the 
face not because its lord sear cause we knew each other but because a few nights ago i recently found out i was fukking one of his jump offs (when i was smashing he was beeping her to go fukk im sure he didnt give a fukk about her since she was a groupie chick) we see him chop it up with him then after a while we bounce...we walking uptown and i start noticing those capone & noreaga flyers hung up everywhere with scotch tape like 2 pieces one on the top one on the bottom...so i just laugh again cause that shyt is the most ghetto you can get with shyt...fast forward a few days later...me and my cousin go to my mans clothing company which happened to be in 22nd st i think im not sure exactly which st but it was in the 20's by 6th avenue...so we stop in front of the building to smoke a dro blunt (there was no sour back then)...while we finishing up 2 hood nikkas walk by us smell it in the air and say to us that smell right and walk into the building we were about to step foot in...so we behind them waiting for the elevator...one of them kept looking back watching us through his peripheral vision (i dont think they were scared or anything but you know when you in a small vicinity with street nikkas you always have to be on point)...so one of them turns around and go 
"thats that dro huh" we like oh yeah you know it
...so that squashed a lil tension in the air...we get in the elevator and that shyt only fits 5 people the most...we in there and one of them go "yo you nikkas are rappers?" and we tell them nah we dont rap...we both get out the same floor and one pulls out his hand to slap us find and he goes "whats up im noreaga this my man capone"...(the name noreaga didnt click right away because remember we really didnt know how to pronounce his name) we slap them five then we go to the left and they go to the right (my mans company was on the left penalty records was on the right)...so we go in and chop it up with my man like " yo theres a record company on this floor? and my man is like "yeah penalty records is over there"...then he hands us the 8 x 11 copy flyer and some snippet tapes...me & my cousin look at each other and go "NOR-Ey-AGAH" (with the accent) and bust out laughing
so im at fat beats one day...with my nikkas we made it a habit to stop by there everytime we were around the area...fat beats always had something dope to find about hip hop wheter it be magazines, music,even bumping into rapper, anything to do with hip hop would be found here...im talking real hiphop...when you come into the store there was a table where up coming artist can promote they new products...from music snippet tapes to clothing brand to seminars to flyers with the next big show ...so while im looking through all this taking what i like i stopped and noitced some flyers laying there...i was like
wtf is this? the reason i was like that cause most people who promote there stuff on these tables usually had it professionally made with uv flyers or color flyers looking decent...the flyers i was looking at where 8 x 11 xerox copies of 2 mug shots so i started cause that shyt looked extra bootleg...so i call my boys and we looking at this flyer cracking up cause no lie...nikkas had they mug shots giving a brief bio of each one...the names where capone & noreaga...the funny shyt to us was nore's name cause remember no one knew how to pronounce his name since it was spelled different...we would be like nor-ey-agah (with a spanish accent on purpose just to make it sound even funnier)...so between me & my nikkas we would have a game we would play called nor-ey-agah (with the accent) and smack each other in the neck when someone wasnt expecting it...which i started as we were all surrounded looking at the flyer...so we walk around fat beats and lord sear is there...so i got the face not because its lord sear cause we knew each other but because a few nights ago i recently found out i was fukking one of his jump offs (when i was smashing he was beeping her to go fukk im sure he didnt give a fukk about her since she was a groupie chick) we see him chop it up with him then after a while we bounce...we walking uptown and i start noticing those capone & noreaga flyers hung up everywhere with scotch tape like 2 pieces one on the top one on the bottom...so i just laugh again cause that shyt is the most ghetto you can get with shyt...fast forward a few days later...me and my cousin go to my mans clothing company which happened to be in 22nd st i think im not sure exactly which st but it was in the 20's by 6th avenue...so we stop in front of the building to smoke a dro blunt (there was no sour back then)...while we finishing up 2 hood nikkas walk by us smell it in the air and say to us that smell right and walk into the building we were about to step foot in...so we behind them waiting for the elevator...one of them kept looking back watching us through his peripheral vision (i dont think they were scared or anything but you know when you in a small vicinity with street nikkas you always have to be on point)...so one of them turns around and go "thats that dro huh" we like oh yeah you know it...so that squashed a lil tension in the air...we get in the elevator and that shyt only fits 5 people the most...we in there and one of them go "yo you nikkas are rappers?" and we tell them nah we dont rap...we both get out the same floor and one pulls out his hand to slap us find and he goes "whats up im noreaga this my man capone"...(the name noreaga didnt click right away because remember we really didnt know how to pronounce his name) we slap them five then we go to the left and they go to the right (my mans company was on the left penalty records was on the right)...so we go in and chop it up with my man like " yo theres a record company on this floor? and my man is like "yeah penalty records is over there"...then he hands us the 8 x 11 copy flyer and some snippet tapes...me & my cousin look at each other and go "NOR-Ey-AGAH" (with the accent) and bust out laughing 
What the hell are you doing here!?
bytch, I'm Worldwide!!!!
." I got back and asked if I could order a new size
. I wanted him dead
. After reading stories on him (Gloria Velez , etc) that nikka is a dirtbag.
" Must of struck a nerve because I kept walking and he was still yelling shyt.
. They go into a sunglasses store, he leaves her, comes back out and stands directly across from me with the 
Not in a gay way just in a "nikka I see you but you ain't the only fly nikka out" or a "nice shoes but I don't wanna ask where you got em from" way. I'm like
and lean back on a wall chilling. He does the same. After about 15 wasted minutes I nod like "nice outfit nikka
. Weird thing is I keep randomly running into this nikka like he's my rival or something.
