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Missin’ My Homie

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Missin’ My Homie

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2025-09-19 01:56:58
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Intro – Snoop,] Yeah… You know, sometimes the smoke in the air just ain’t enough… Still feel you ridin’ with me, Pac… This one’s for you, homie. [Verse 1 – Snoop] Rollin’ down Crenshaw, memories in my mind, Wishin’ you was here, memories rewind. From Death Row nights to them Cali street fights, We shared the stage, dawg, now I’m missin’ your light. They took you too soon, but your voice still speak, Every ghetto, every block, every hood, every street. I keep the torch lit, I’ma ride till I’m gone, Your legacy eternal, homie, you still on the throne. [Chorus – rihana] I’m missin’ my homie, yeah, it’s real in the game, From the struggle to the hustle, nothin’s ever the same. When the world get cold, I just light one for you, Forever in my soul, Pac, I’m ridin’ it through. [Verse 2 – Snoop] Back in the day, it was gin and juice, no stress, You was spittin’ out the pain, puttin’ thugs to the test. "Keep ya head up," that’s what you told the youth, Now I’m preachin’ what you taught, always speakin’ the truth. West Coast ridin’, we was deep with pride, Now it’s me against the silence, feelin’ empty inside. But I know you in the heavens with a pen in your hand, Still writin’ for the people, still leadin’ the band. [Chorus – rihana] I’m missin’ my homie, yeah, it’s real in the game, From the struggle to the hustle, nothin’s ever the same. When the world get cold, I just light one for you, Forever in my soul, Pac, I’m ridin’ it through. [Verse 3 – Snoop] Still ridin’ in the low-low, Cali sun on my face, Thinkin’ ‘bout them nights when we tore up the place. You spoke truth to the people, made the system shake, Now I’m carryin’ that mission, every breath I take. The streets still remember, murals paintin’ your name, Every block, every corner, Pac, it ain’t the same. But your words like fire, they refuse to fade, They live on in the youth, every move they made. [Chorus – rihana] I’m missin’ my homie, yeah, it’s real in the game, From the struggle to the hustle, nothin’s ever the same. When the world get cold, I just light one for you, Forever in my soul, Pac, I’m ridin’ it through. [Verse 4 – Snoop] So I talk to the sky, hope you hear me above, All this pain in my chest, all this real thug love. From the struggle to the hustle, you was born to inspire, Even death couldn’t silence what your soul set on fire. And when I hit the stage, I can feel you near, Whisperin’ them words only soldiers hear. So until my last breath, I’ma keep it true, [Chorus – rihana] I’m missin’ my homie, yeah, it’s real in the game, From the struggle to the hustle, nothin’s ever the same. When the world get cold, I just light one for you, Forever in my soul, Pac, I’m ridin’ it through. [Bridge – Spoken, Snoop with emotion] From Long Beach to the Bay, from the East to the West… We still hear your voice, Pac. And trust me, the world still feel your heartbeat. Thug life never die… it multiply. [Outro – Snoop] Yeah… One love, my G, my brother, my friend… Till we meet again

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