The story of The Game is the story of a Compton native who tried to avoid the hustlin and gangbangin. The lifestyle would prove to be too powerful, however, eventually drawing him in. An old adage states that sometimes life is truly appreciated only in the face of death, so what better time to look at your life that right after you nearly lose it? Forgive The Game, waking up out of a bullet induced coma can make a guy a little introspective.

"I never really wanted hustlin and gangbangin and crime and all that shit for myself," The Game explains, "when I was younger I played sports, I played basketball and that's how I got the name The Game, my grandmother (gave it to me), rest in peace, cuz I played basketball, football, track, played with dogs, bugs, I was game for anything." "But once I got to high school that shit was out. My brothers were gangbangin and I just followed in their footsteps."

Following in his brothers footsteps proved to be lucrative at first, but as The Game points out, anytime one person is doing well, there are always others out there looking to take them down. "They don't want to see anybody gettin it like that. You get the jealous nature. It's like anything, workin at McDonald's, if you're employee of the month all the rest of the motherfuckers is like 'fuck you.'" The Game was employee of the month in his field, but the competition did a lot more than just say "fuck you."

"I was in the spot one night and just so happens ain't nobody there that night and there's usually eight or nine people hanging out there, and that was my house, place of residence. Some cats ran in, I took some shots and I went into this little baby coma for like under 24 hours, and after I woke up from the hospital I was like damn, I couldn't even believe this shit. All sorts of motherfuckers yellin and screaming. This guy next to me was shot in the head and dead. I checked myself out the hospital then and there. Took out the IV, took off the bandages, found some crutches and just walked out."

Some friends took The Game back home, back to the place where he had been shot less than a day earlier. Unlike the day before, however, this time the house was a little more protected from the outside. The Game notes, "my brother had that place set up like Fort Knox, there was a nigga at the gate. My brother was like overprotective, but he never thought that that shit would happen to his little brother."
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