I tried this, once.
There was 3 gunshots from what sounded like inside the place before my knuckles hit the door, and I turned around and ran the fuck back home.
This isnt the 1950s. Asking assholes to have some consideration, no matter how polite, is a good way to get dead.
(for the record,later found out the gunshots were from the back yard, turns out they were also drunk and shooting guns into the air for... reasons?)