In This for the Hustle (Leon Powe) Lyrics

Yeah that's my name

(Leon Powe)

Don't you forget it

You know my game

(I'm a hustler)

Going to gun going to get it

My claim to fame?

(Is it my rebounding)

No its my hustle

If its all the same

(To you and even if its not)

Going to muscle in position for a rebound

Want to tussle What's the fussle son of strudel

You box out like a wet noodle

Overdone I'm under hyped you a poodle

I'm a shark bite sinister sincere

One part Greg Kite four parts ferocious

Your game looks atrocious next to my

Effortless tenacious D

Carving out spacious master suites

Under the rim filling up stat sheets

In limited minutes I'm in this for the hustle

Yeah that's my name

(Leon Powe)

Don't you forget it

You know my game

(I'm a hustler)

Going to gun going to get it

My claim to fame?

(Is it my rebounding)

No its my hustle

If its all the same

(To you and even if its not)

Going to muscle in position for a rebound

Want to tussle What's the fussle son of strudel

Bring the kit and caboodle

For an offensive rebound

A put back a tip in a short stack like Pippin

But I'm playing the five

Doc digs that small ball I take it in stride

I'm never scared I never hide

I'll foul out against Dwight

Howard I'm a power through

Bonafide devour you

All along watchtowers like I'm

Jimi stretching minutes into hours

Making lesser suckers crawl into the

Corners and cower

I'm a hustler