Snoop Dogg is famous for his music, but his role as a grandfather shows a different side of him, one filled with joy, loss, and deep love for his family.
Born Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr., Snoop Dogg has created a career that goes beyond just music; he is also a committed family man. He has been married to Shante Broadus since 1997 and is a father to four children: Corde, 30; Cordell, 27; Cori, 25; and Julian, 26, from a previous relationship.
Over the years, Snoop’s family has expanded, and he is now a proud grandfather, with each grandchild holding a special place in his heart. He is particularly devoted to keeping the memory of one grandchild who passed away alive, ensuring that their legacy continues in the family.
In 2007, Snoop shared his family values while promoting his reality show, “Snoop Dogg’s Father Hood,” which aimed to show the less visible side of hip-hop artists as family men.
Speaking to “People,” Snoop said, “I have kids, and I always play my music for them. I like to know what they like. They think I’m old, but I feel young.”
Looking back on his journey as a father, he said, “Ninety percent of rappers grew up without fathers, but most of them become fathers to their kids. We don’t often get credit for that. We become real men when we reach this point in our lives.”
The coach for Season 26 of “The Voice” has stayed actively involved with his family as it has grown. In a 2015 interview with “Today,” he humbly rated himself as “about a 7-plus” as a father, noting areas where he wants to improve.
“My relationship with my kids is more important than anything. It’s a friendship… it’s based on me being a father, a mentor, and a friend,” he said.
When asked about being a grandfather, Snoop said he planned to be a lenient one, describing himself as a “gullible, get-away-with-everything kind of grandpa.”
Recalling his first experience as a grandparent, he shared, “It’s just a spark of joy to look into his eyes and hold him. I thank my oldest son for making me a grandfather.”
Snoop Dogg’s extended family is a big part of his life. In January 2024, he talked about his grandkids on “The Jennifer Hudson Show,” explaining how each grandchild calls him “Papa Snoop.” This name comes from a nickname his oldest grandson gave him when he was little.
Snoop said, “[My grandkids are] different ages and sizes, but I love them all the same. Actually, my oldest [grandson’s] birthday is today, so I’m on my way to his birthday party.”
He remembered how his oldest grandchild first called him “Papa Noop” because he couldn’t say “Snoop” properly at first.
After his family grew, Snoop faced the tragic loss of one grandchild, which has deeply affected him and his family.
In September 2019, Snoop’s grandson, Kai Love, passed away just 10 days after birth. Snoop shared a heartfelt message on social media, reposting a note that read, “If you’re facing something you don’t understand: Choose to trust God. Remember all He has done for you. His ways are higher than ours. He is always good.”
The post showed Snoop’s faith during his family’s sorrow and received many supportive comments from followers.
One user wrote, “I’m so sorry for your loss. Children are precious gifts from God, but sometimes he takes them back… sweet little Kai RIP… God bless and comfort all who love him….” Another added, “Sorry for your [loss]. God Bless=.” A third user said, “Prayers for you and your family.”
Kai’s parents, Snoop’s son Corde Broadus and his wife, Soraya Love, were heartbroken by the loss. On what would have been Kai’s fourth birthday, Soraya posted a touching tribute on Instagram, sharing her grief and newfound purpose.
“Happy heavenly birthday to my 1st son Kai Love who passed away on 9-15-2019,” she wrote, explaining the pain of losing a child due to a heart defect. Soraya added, “…I know God used this painful time in our lives to help me reach out to others in need of faith and self-awareness.”
Soraya’s post also described how losing her son motivated her to lead a life dedicated to wellness, spirituality, and supporting the community.
Kai’s legacy inspired Corde and Soraya to start the “Kai Heart Foundation,” which aims to spread love and healing through community support.
In a March 2024 post, Soraya shared, “We would love to partner with organizations that help heal, educate, and assist people with LOVE. This is our purpose, and we want to keep giving back to the community.”
In December 2022, Soraya explained, “I started the Kai Heart Foundation in 2019 after my son Kai passed away from a heart defect. He inspired me to help others through acts of LOVE and a healthy lifestyle.”
She expressed gratitude for the guidance she felt from Kai and her faith, inviting support from the community. “Today was magical. Love you all, and if you want to donate for the next event, let me know.”
After experiencing both joy and sadness with the loss of baby Kai, Snoop has continued to embrace his growing family, with each grandchild bringing unique joy and purpose into his life.
Snoop first became a grandfather in January 2015 when his grandson, Zion Kalvin Broadus, was born to Corde and his then-girlfriend Jessica Kyzer.
Proud of this new role, Snoop posted a video saying, “Proud grandad. My son spank n grandson Zion!!Jah bless.” Zion, now 9 years old, is a constant reminder of the family’s growth and Snoop’s commitment to being “Papa Snoop.”
In August 2018, Snoop’s family grew again with the birth of Elleven Love Broadus, Corde’s daughter with Soraya.
Soraya celebrated Elleven’s fifth birthday in 2023 with an emotional Instagram post, writing, “HAPPY 5th BORN DAY TO MY 1st BORN E11EVEN this little Queen taught me how to be a mom when I didn’t know how to change a diaper.”
Elleven brought healing and love into Soraya’s life, adding to Snoop’s family legacy.
In March 2019, Cordoba Journey Broadus was born to Snoop’s son Cordell and his wife Phia. Now 5, Cordoba has shared special moments with Snoop, including attending a Chanel fashion show with him in May 2023.
In February 2021, Snoop welcomed another grandchild, Sky Love Broadus, who is Corde and Soraya’s third child. Shante Broadus, Snoop’s wife, posted about her excitement, saying, “I’m so happy my 5th grandbaby boy was born today .”
In March 2021, Cordell and Phia welcomed their daughter, Chateau Broadus. Shante celebrated her arrival, saying, “I Was Down Earlier But She Just Took All Of That Away My 6th GrandBaby Girl #ChateauBroadus .”
In May 2023, Snoop introduced his youngest grandchild, Symphony Sol, on Instagram, sharing his excitement for the new addition to the family.
Through all the joy and heartache, Snoop Dogg’s love for his family shines brightly. Each grandchild not only represents a new member of the Broadus family but also a legacy of love, strength, and togetherness.
From his own children to his many grandchildren, Snoop’s commitment to family remains strong, grounding him and keeping him connected to his roots as “Papa Snoop.”
I Was About to Marry the Love of My Life – But When I Lifted the Bride’s Veil, I Called Off the Wedding
Matt stood at the altar, ready to begin the rest of his life with the woman he loved. The church was full and the priest nodded for him to lift the veil to kiss the bride. But the moment Matt lifted the delicate lace, he FROZE IN DISBELIEF and CALLED OFF THE WEDDING.
I met Sophia in the kind of way that feels too good to be real. A library. I know, it sounds like a Hallmark movie setup, right? I was looking for a book on philosophy I’d been dying to read, and just as I spotted it, another hand reached out at the same time. Hers.
She laughed before I could say a word. “Go ahead. You look like you actually plan on reading it.”
“How can you tell?” I asked, unable to hide my smile.
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“The way your eyes lit up when you saw it,” she replied, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “Most people just pretend to like philosophy to sound smart.”
That was all it took. A spark. We started talking — about books, life, and the kind of things you talk about when you’re not trying too hard. I didn’t even notice when the library closed. All I knew was I didn’t want the conversation to end.
“I can’t believe we’ve been talking for three hours,” she said, checking her watch. “Time flies when you’re debating philosophy with a stranger.”
“Maybe we shouldn’t be strangers anymore,” I suggested. “I’m Matt.”
“Sophia!” she replied, her smile making my heart skip a beat. “And I’d love to continue this discussion over coffee sometime.”
A delighted woman in a library | Source: Midjourney
From there, things moved fast, but they always felt right. Sophia was the kind of person who made the world feel lighter. She was smart, kind, and beautiful in this effortless way, like she wasn’t even trying to be. Within a year, I was down on one knee, holding out the ring I knew would look perfect on her hand.
“Sophia,” I said, my voice trembling, “you make every day feel like that first moment in the library. Will you marry me?”
Tears welled up in her eyes. “Yes, Matt! A thousand times yes!”
And that’s how our journey began. But there was one complication: her sister, Emily.
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Emily was… different. Looking at her was like seeing Sophia’s reflection in a slightly warped mirror. They shared the same delicate features, the same honey-blonde hair, and the same bright eyes. Most people assumed they were twins, and the sisters would often joke about it.
But while they may have looked alike on the outside, Emily had this intense energy about her, like she was always a second away from doing something unpredictable.
“You know,” people would often say, “if I didn’t know better, I’d swear you two were identical twins.”
Sophia would laugh it off, but Emily would always get this strange look in her eyes, like she was filing away that information for later. She had always been… obsessed with me. At first, I thought it was harmless — a little extra attention here and there, playful teasing when Sophia wasn’t around.
But over time, it became unsettling.
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When Sophia wasn’t looking, Emily would linger too long, touch my arm unnecessarily, or make comments that felt more personal than a sister-in-law-to-be should.
“You know, Matt,” Emily would say, her fingers lingering on my shoulder, “Sophia’s so lucky to have found you. I’ve always wanted someone just like you. We even look so much alike… doesn’t that feel like fate?”
“Emily, please,” I’d say, stepping away uncomfortably. “I love your sister.”
“Love is such a complicated thing, isn’t it?” she’d reply with that unsettling smile. “Sometimes we think we know what we want, but we’re wrong. And sometimes what we want is right in front of us, wearing a different face.”
It was unnerving, but I convinced myself it wasn’t worth making a big deal over.
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When I brought it up to Sophia, she just brushed it off. “That’s just Emily being Emily,” she’d say with a laugh, as if her sister’s behavior was some running joke I wasn’t in on.
“I don’t know, Sophia,” I’d press. “Something feels off about the way she acts around me.”
“Matt, honey, she’s had a rough time lately. She’s just trying to find her place in the world. Please, for me, try to understand?”
I let it go, not wanting to create unnecessary drama. After all, we were planning a wedding, and I wanted everything to be perfect.
But looking back, I should’ve trusted my gut.
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The wedding day arrived like a dream. The church was packed, every pew filled with family and friends. The hum of anticipation filled the air, and I stood at the altar, palms sweating, my heart pounding in my chest.
Dave, my best man, nudged me with a grin. “You good, man? You look like you might pass out.”
I chuckled nervously. “Yeah, I’m good. Just… ready to see her, you know?”
“I’ve never seen you this nervous,” Dave whispered. “Not even when you were practicing your proposal speech for three weeks straight.”
“This is different,” I replied, adjusting my tie for the hundredth time. “This is forever.”
“And it’s perfect,” Dave assured me. “You and Sophia? You’re meant to be.”
And then, the organ began to play.
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The heavy oak doors at the back of the church creaked open, and there she was. My bride. Sophia. She looked radiant in her white gown, her face hidden beneath a delicate lace veil. For a moment, it felt like the air had been knocked out of my lungs.
Step by step, she made her way down the aisle, her father guiding her arm. I couldn’t take my eyes off her, but something felt… strange. Her movements were stiff and her posture rigid. She wasn’t looking at me, not the way she always did.
I told myself it was nerves. We were both nervous — it was a big day, after all.
The ceremony began, the priest’s voice a blur as he led us through the vows. When the moment came to lift her veil, my hands trembled. This was it. The moment I’d been waiting for. But when I lifted the veil, my heart STOPPED.
It wasn’t Sophia. It was… EMILY.
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“EMILY? What are you doing here?” I gasped.
How had I not realized sooner? The similar height, the same build, the matching honey-blonde hair — it had made her cruel deception possible.
The gasp that erupted from the crowd sounded distant, like it was coming from underwater. My chest tightened, and I took a step back, staring at her in disbelief.
“What the hell is this?” I gasped. “Where is Sophia?”
Emily smiled this small, smug smile that made my stomach turn. “Sophia’s not coming,” she said softly, like she was breaking the news gently.
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“What are you talking about? Where is she?”
Emily took a step closer, her eyes locked on mine. “She doesn’t love you, Matt. She was never going to show up today. But I’m here. I’ve always been here.”
“This isn’t happening,” I muttered, running my hands through my hair. “This can’t be happening.”
“But it is happening!” Emily whispered, reaching for my hand. “This is fate, Matt. You and me. It’s always been you and me.”
I stared at her, trying to make sense of the words coming out of her mouth. “You’re lying.”
“I’m not. She doesn’t want this. She doesn’t want you. But I do. I’ve loved you since the day I met you. And I know you love me too, even if you won’t admit it.”
A furious bride | Source: Midjourney
“Stop it!” I shouted, my voice echoing through the church. “Where is my fiancée? What have you done with Sophia?”
“She’s exactly where she’s meant to be! She doesn’t want to see you, let alone marry you!”
Her words hit me like a punch to the gut. My hands clenched at my sides, my head spinning. I tried calling Sophia but her number was disconnected.
“You’re insane. This wedding is over!” I hissed at Emily.
“Matt, please,” she begged, grabbing my arm. “Everything I did, I did for us. Can’t you see that?”
I yanked my arm away. “There is no us, Emily. There never was, and there never will be.”
I turned to the crowd, my voice louder now. “Thank you all for coming. But there will be no wedding today.”
A disheartened groom | Source: Midjourney
“You’ll regret this!” Emily screamed as I walked away. “She’ll never love you like I do!”
And with that, I walked out, leaving the chaos behind me.
I couldn’t sleep that night. The moment kept looping in my head, over and over, refusing to let me rest. How could Emily possibly think this would work? And where the hell was Sophia? I tried calling her again, but every time, it went straight to voicemail.
The next morning, my phone rang. I almost didn’t answer — it could’ve been anyone calling to ask what happened. But something told me to pick up.
“Matt?”
My heart stopped. “Sophia?”
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Her voice was shaky and desperate. “I’m so sorry. I’m calling from my dad’s phone. I didn’t mean for any of this to happen.”
“Where were you?” I demanded, my anger and relief mixing into something I couldn’t describe.
She broke down, sobbing. “Emily locked me in the attic.”
“What?” I froze, gripping the phone tighter. “What are you talking about?”
“She told me she had a surprise for me,” Sophia said through her tears. “She said she wanted to give me something before we left for the wedding. When I went into the attic, she shoved me in and locked the door after grabbing my phone. I screamed, Matt. I screamed so much, but no one could hear me.”
A helpless bride trapped in an attic | Source: Midjourney
“Oh God, Sophia,” I choked out, tears streaming down my face. “I should have known something was wrong. I should have protected you.”
“I was so scared,” she whispered. “Not just for me, but for you. I knew what she was capable of, but I never thought… I never imagined she’d go this far.”
I sat down, my head in my hands. “She locked you in the attic to… to take your place?”
Sophia’s silence said everything.
“I kept banging on the door,” she finally continued, her voice breaking. “I kept calling for help until my voice gave out. And the whole time, I could hear the wedding music playing below. I could hear everything, Matt. Everything. I fainted from exhaustion. My dad found me hours later and told me the wedding was off.”
“I’m coming over,” I said, grabbing my keys. “Right now.”
An anxious woman talking on the phone | Source: Midjourney
“Matt,” she called out before I could hang up. “I love you. I need you to know that.”
“I love you too. More than anything.”
When I got to her house, Sophia ran into my arms, her face pale and tear-streaked. I held her tightly, my emotions threatening to spill over.
“I’m so sorry,” she whispered.
“Look at me,” I said, gently lifting her chin. “None of this is your fault. Emily… she needs help.”
“I should have seen it coming,” Sophia said, trembling. “All those times, the way she’d look at you, the things she’d say when we weren’t around. I thought if I just loved her enough, supported her enough…”
“This isn’t your fault,” I said. “Emily’s sick. She needs help, but that doesn’t mean we let this slide.”
A disheartened man lost in deep thought | Source: Midjourney
“What are we going to do?” Sophia asked, her eyes meeting mine.
“We’re going to do what’s right,” I replied, taking her hand. “For everyone’s sake.”
We pressed charges against Emily. It wasn’t an easy decision, but it was the right one. Her actions weren’t just a harmless prank — they were dangerous and calculated. She needed to face the consequences.
“I never wanted it to come to this,” Sophia sobbed as we left the police station. “She’s my sister, Matt. My little sister.”
“I know, love,” I said, holding her close. “But sometimes loving someone means making the hard choices. She needs help, and this is the only way to make sure she gets it.”
A heartbroken woman | Source: Midjourney
Emily’s betrayal left scars, but it didn’t destroy us. Sophia and I took time to heal, to rebuild the trust and love that had been tested so deeply. And when we were ready, we planned a new wedding — smaller, quieter, but filled with the people who truly supported us.
This time, when Sophia walked down the aisle, there wasn’t a single doubt in my mind. When I lifted her veil and saw her radiant smile, I knew we had weathered the storm together, and we were stronger for it.
“I do,” she said, her voice strong and clear, without any trace of fear or doubt.
“I do,” I replied, meaning it more than ever before.
And as we sealed our vows with a kiss, I realized that true love isn’t just about the perfect moments… it’s about surviving the imperfect ones together.
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