[00:00.000] 作词 : quetion-three[00:01.000] 编曲 : quetion-three[00:12.570]ya bi* ch i make you ring ring ring ring ring[00:18.990]god sh* t it feels like you s* cking my d* ck[00:21.420]River flow, river river flow[00:28.080]Take me back where the hustlers go.[00:31.170]Dirty South, where the beat don’ t stop,[00:33.480]Money, power, but the soul won’ t drop.[00:36.150]Sunset paint the bricks blood red,[00:39.630]Mama's tears in the cornbread,[00:41.190]Roaches dance near the oven flame,[00:42.270]While the block boys play that deadly game.[00:43.110]Northside wind blows through Beale Street lights,[00:49.110]Old- school Cadillac, dreams in the night.[00:52.560]Money talk loud, but I don’ t hear,[00:55.980]Just the mic in my hand and the grind every year. Blues in the smoke, whiskey on ice,[01:04.770]Church bells echo with secrets and vice.[01:06.480]If you ain’ t from here, you’ ll never know,[01:08.730]Memphis blood burns like the river’ s flow.[01:15.810]ya bi* ch i make you ring ring ring ring ring[01:22.140]god sh* t it feels like you s* cking my d* ck[01:24.600]River flow, river river flow[01:31.230]Take me back where the hustlers go.[01:34.320]Dirty South, where the beat don’ t stop,[01:36.600]Money, power, but the soul won’ t drop.[01:43.110]Police lights flash in the rearview glance,[01:48.990]Backseat homie countin’ up the advance.[01:54.480]Three6 playbook, that’ s my creed,[01:56.910]Hustle till the sunrise, chase the dream.[02:00.330]Pink Caddy, paint like the dusk,[02:03.300]Old man on the corner say," Boy, you blessed."[02:05.940]Pyramid high, but my roots in the mud,[02:13.050]Memphis raised, Memphis raised, never scared of the blood.[02:23.850]If the river ran backwards, would I walk the same path?[02:27.510]The mirror ask me—[02:28.560]You moved weight, but did you sell your soul( haha no way!)[02:31.470]Ain’ t no love without the pain...[02:37.860]Ain’ t no crown without the rain...[02:38.880]river flow… river flow…