Harry Potter In Da Hood

Hustler Potter! =))) I’m a boy named Harry Both my parents are dead Now I’m hangin’ in the ghetto earnign’ wizard street creed. In the comun room Crib I’ll be chillin’ with the shorties My hommies and me, be drinkin’ Butter-beer fourtys. Malfoy is the Boy I want to kick in the rump We’re at each other throats just like Rossie and Trump. I fight a 3-headed dog And I ride a big birdie. Buckbeack is my freak ’cuz she makes me feel dirty. I pimped out my broomstick with 28 speakers. I once cut a house-elf, just to take his sneakers. Voldemort is my bitch. fool, he ain’t no man I can’t Wait to bust a cap up in his Azkaban! My name is Harry P, to the O, to the T, To the T, to the E, to the R, you see. He’s a magic man, put a hex in the city, dont call him Harry potter. ’Cause my name is H. Piddy. When dementors are near, is like the Artic zone So I hufflepuff the chronic till the sorcerer stoned At the drive thru in my Invisibility Cloak for the Order of the Phoenix, i’ll take fries and a coke. I Eat chocolate frogs and booger flavor beans I be grubbin’ on Hedwig’s hot and spicy wings. The muggles all see me as a nifty gent But I can take more bullets than 50 Cent.. A evil Spell can cause a bad reaction, like a day care center run by Michael jackson. I drink poly-juice potion when i’m in the hood carousin doin’ drive by magic on my Nimbus 2000.